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REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.   D.  D. 

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BOSTON: 
PUBLISHED    BY  J.    V.    HIMES, 

46J    Kxhelaxd   Strbkt. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1856,  by 

JOSHUA  V.   HIMES, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  for  the  Dist.  of  Massachusetts. 


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INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


HYMN 

I.  TIIE  ATTRIBUTES  OF  GOD, 1—60 

Existence, 1 — 3 

Unitv, *— j» 

Eternity, ® — ° 

Immutability, 9 — 11 

Knowledge, 12 — ^ 

Wisdom, 14— ?!? 

Goodness, }'~~'l 

Power, 24 — 27 

Omnipresence, 28 

Truth  and  Faithfulness, 29 — 32 

Justice, 33 — 37 

Holiness, 38 — 39 

Love,    . 40-44 

Condescension,      45 — 50 

Sovereignty,  ....  % 51 — 60 

H.  GOD'S  ATTRIBUTES  ASSOCIATED, 61—68 

HI.  GOD  INCOMPREHENSIBLE, 69—70 

IV.  CREATOR, 71—76 

V.  GOD  ALL  IN  ALL, 77—111 

VI.  PRAISE  TO  GOD, 112—141 

YII.  PUBLIC  WORSHIP, 142—174 

VIII.  THE  SABBATn, 175—199 

IX.  THE  SCRIPTURES, 200—231 

X.  MESSIAn, 232^290 

Advent  and  Nativity, 232 — 246 

Mission  and  Life, 247 — 261 

Sufferings  and  Death, 262 — 277 

Resurrection  and  Ascension, 278 — 290 

XL  MESSIAH'S  OFFICES, 291—330 

Redeemer, 291 — 297 

High  Priest, 298 — 312 

Advocate, 313 — 316 

Mediator, 317 — 318 

Saviour, 319-324 

King,     . 325—328 

Judge 329-4330 

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INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 

HYMN 
XII.  PRAISE  TO  MESSIAH, 331—353 

XIII.  HOLY  SPIRIT, 354—376 

XIV.  REGENERATION, 377—379 

XV.  GRACE  DIVINE, 380—397 

XVI.  INVITATION,   EXPOSTULATION,   AND  WARN- 

ING,    .    .- 398—436 

XVII.  PENITENTIAL, 437—461 

XVIII.  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE  AND  PRACTICE,   .  462—745 

Love, 462 — 472 

Joy, 473— 4S0 

Faith, 481—509 

Gentleness  and  Meekness, 510 — 514 

Gratitude, 515 — 519 

Hope, 520—521 

Prayer, 522—549 

Consecration, 550 — 580 

Assurance  and  Confidence, 581 — 595 

Watchfulness, ' 596 — 599 

Temptations, 600—601 

Patience  and  Resignation, 602 — 627 

Warfare, 628—646 

Zeal, 647—650 

Unfaithfulness  Deprecated, 651 — 659 

Aspiration, 660 — 714 

Anticipation, 715 — 736 

Expectation, t 737 — 745 

XIX.  SAINTS  AND  SINNERS  CONTRASTED,   ....  746—753 

XX.  THE  CHURCH, 754—860 

Dedication, 765 — 771 

Ordination, 772 — 788 

Baptism, 789—806 

Admission, 807 — 812 

Lord's  Supper, 813—843 

Fellowship, 844—860 

XXI.  FAMILY  WORSHIP, 861—892 

Morning, 861—870 

Evening, 871—884 

Morning  and  Evening, 885 — 892 

XXII.  MARINE, 893—907 

XXIII.  THE  YEAR 908—920 

Beginning, 908—911 

Seasons, 912—918 

Close, 919—920 

XXIV.  THANKSGIVING, 921—933 

XXV.  FAST, 934—945 

XXVI.  SHORTNESS  OF  TIME, 946—051 

XXVII.  BREVITY  AND  FRAILTY  OF  LIFE, 952—956 

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INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 

HYMN 

XXVIII.  DEATH, 957—073 

XXIX.  RESURRECTION, 974—984 

XXX.  MESSIAH'S  TRIUMPH  AND  REIGN,    .   .   .    985—1063 

Nigh, 1000—1022 

Signs, 1023—1028 

Advent, 1029—1058 

Reign, 1059—1063 

XXXI.  PRAYER  AND  CONFERENCE, 1064—1162 

XXXII.  DOXOLOOIES. 

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HYMNS. 


I.    THE  ATTRIBUTES   OP  GOD. 

His   Existence. 

1.      0.  M. 

1  THERE  'S  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Illumes  the  distant  earth, 
And  cheers  the  solemn  gloom  of  night 
But  goodness  gave  it  birth. 

2  There  's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distil 

Upon  the  parching  clod, 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 
That  is  not  sent  by  God. 

3  There  's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 

In  ocean's  deep,  or  air, 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found  ; 
For  God  is  everywhere. 

4  Around,  beneath,  below,  above, 

Wherever  space  extends, 
There  God  displays  his  boundless  love, 
And  power  with  goodness  blends. 
1  1 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 
2.         L.    M. 

1  THERE  is  a  God —  all  nature  speaks, 

Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  skies ; 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  earliest  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

Throughout  the  world's  extended  frame 
Inscribes  in  characters  of  light 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God ; 
Bow  down  before  him,  and  adore. 

3.      L.  M. 

1  THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 

With  all  the  blue,  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 

Does  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 
And  publishes,  to  every  land, 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 

The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth, 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 

4  "Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 

And  all  the  planets,  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 

jVIove  round  this  dark,  terrestrial  ball  ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  : 
2 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 

And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  ; 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shine, 

"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

His  Unity. 

4.     L.  M. 

1  ETERNAL  God,  Almighty  Cause 

Of  earth,  and  sea,  and  worlds  unknown  ! 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws  ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 

Of  all  within  itself  possessed  ; 
Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  from  thyself  alone  art  blessed. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe  ; 

Let  heaven  and  earth  due  homage  pay ; 
All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

4  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heathen  lands  ; 

Their  idol  deities  dethrone  ; 
Reduce  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And  reign,  as  thou  art  God  alone. 


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5.      6s. 

1  THE  God  who  reigns  alone 

O'er  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 
Let  man  with  praises  own, 
And  sound  his  honors  high. 

2  Him  all  in  heaven  above, 

Him  all  on  earth  below, 
The  exhaustless  Source  of  love, 
The  great  Creator  know. 
3 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

3  He  formed  the  living  flame, 

He  gave  the  reasoning  mind  ; 
Then  only  He  may  claim 
The  worship  of  mankind. 

His  Eternity. 

6.  C.  M. 

1  RISE,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground  ; 

Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad  ; 
And  raise  up  every  tuneful  sound, 
To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ! 

2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread, 

Jehovah  filled  his  throne  ; 
Or  Adam  formed,  or  angels  made, 
Jehovah  lived  alone. 

3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease, 

But  still  maintain  their  prime  ; 
Eternity  's  his  dwelling-place, 
And  ever  is  his  time. 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 

The  present  and  the  past, 
He  fills  his  own  immortal  NOW, 
And  sees  our  ages  waste. 

5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too, 

And  vast  destruction  come  ; 
The  creatures  —  look,  how  old  they  grow, 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom  ! 

6  Well,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 

And  flame  melt  down  the  skies  ; 
My  God  shall  live  an  endless  day, 
When  old  creation  dies. 

7.  C.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
4 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  : 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie 

To  thine  immense  survey, 
From  the  formation  of  the  sky, 
To  the  great  burning  day. 

4  Eternity  with  all  its  years 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  appears  — 
Great  God  !  there  's  nothing  new. 

5  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares  ; 
While  thine  eternal  thoughts  move  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

8.      L.  M. 

1  ERE  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 

Or  the  fair  earth  in  order  stood, 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight, 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life  's  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er, 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 

And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

4  To  us,  0  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 

So  every  precious  hour  to  spend, 
5 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

That  we,  at  length,  with  thee  may  live, 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 

His  Immutability. 

9.       C.  M. 

1  THROUGH  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

0  thou  eternal  God  ! 
Each  future  age  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Created  by  thy  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, 

Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine 
With  undiminished  rays. 

10.      7s. 

1  CAST  thy  burden  on  the  Lord  ; 
Only  lean  upon  his  word  ; 

Thou  wilt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  eternal  faithfulness. 

2  Human  counsels  come  to  naught ; 

That  shall  stand  which  God  hath  wrought 
His  compassion,  love,  and  power, 
Are  the  same  for  evermore. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  may  pass  away  ; 
God's  free  grace  shall  not  decay  ; 
He  hath  promised  to  fulfil 

All  the  pleasure  of  his  will. 
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GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

4  Jesus,  Guardian  of  thy  flock, 
Be  thyself  our  constant  rock  ; 
Make  us,  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Long  as  Zion's  mountain  stand. 

11.  L.  M 

1  ALL-POWERFUL,  self-existent  God, 

AY  ho  all  creation  dost  sustain  ! 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  c 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 

Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  Infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 

3  Fountain  of  being!  Source  of  good  ! 

Immutable  dost  thou  remain  ; 
Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  cha 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 

4  Nature  her  order  may  reverse, 

Revolving  seasons  cease  their  round  ; 
Nor  spring  appear  with  blooming  pride, 
Nor  autumn  be  with  plenty  crowned. 

5  Earth  may  with  all  her  power  dissolve, 

If  such  the  great  Creator's  will ; 
But  thou  forever  art  the  same  ; 
"  I  am  "  is  thy  memorial  still. 

His  Knowledge. 

12.  C.  M. 

1  THE  eye  of  God  is  everywhere, 
To  watch  the  sinner's  ways  ; 
He  sees  who  join  in  humble  prayer, 
And  who  in  solemn  praise. 
7 


GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 

2  One  glance  of  thine,  eternal  Lord, 

Can  pierce  and  search  us  through  ; 
Xor  heaven,  nor  earth,  nor  hell  afford 
A  shelter  from  thy  view. 

3  The  universe,  in  every  part, 

At  once  before  thee  lies  ; 
And  every  thought  of  every  heart 
Is  open  to  thine  eyes. 

13.  L.  M. 

1  LORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  0  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

His  Wisdom. 

14.  L.  M. 

1  HAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race  ; 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 

The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Wisdom  divine  !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise? 

8 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  to  her. 

3  Her  hands  are  filled  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortal  praise  ; 
Riches  of  Christ  on  all  bestowed, 

And  honor  that  descends  from  God. 

4  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains  ; 
Thrice  happy  who  his  guest  retains, 
He  owns,  and  shall  forever  own, 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven,  are  one. 

15.      S.  M. 

1  THOU,  the  eternal  Lord, 

Art  high  above  our  thought ; 
And  worthy  to  be  feared,  adored, 

By  all  thy  hands  have  wrought ; 
None  can  with  thee  compare  ; 

Thy  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
And  all  created  beings  are 

As  nothing  in  thine  eye. 

2  Of  thine  unbounded  power 

To  thee  the  praise  we  give  ; 
Omnipotently  great,  and  more 

Than  heart  can  ere  conceive  : 
Whene'er  thou  wilt  proceed, 

Thy  work  can  none  withstand, 
Or  frustrate  thy  determined  deed, 

Or  stay  the  Almighty's  hand. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  art  wise  alone  ; 

Thy  counsel  doth  excel  ; 
Most  wonderful  thy  works  we  own, 

Thy  ways  unsearchable. 
Who  knows  the  mystery, 

The  judgments  can  explain, 
Of  Him  whose  eyes  in  darkness  see, 

And  search  the  heart  of  man  ? 
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GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

16.  C  M. 

1  SOXGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 

To  my  Almighty  God  ; 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought ! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 
Good  men  in  every  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wise  the  Eternal  Mind  ! 
His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme 
That  his  first  thoughts  designed. 

4  When  he  redeemed  his  chosen  sons, 

He  fixed  his  covenant  sure  ; 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 
To  endless  years  endure. 

5  Xature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim  ; 
"What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise, 
But  learn  to  read  thy  name  ? 

G  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 
Is  our  divinest  skill ; 
And  he  's  the  wisest  of  our  race 
That  best  obeys  thy  will. 

His  Goodness. 

17.  C.  M. 

1  THY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess  ; 
Thy  goodness  we  adore  ;  — 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail ; 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 
10 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  declare 

In  every  golden  ray  ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns 

AVith  all  the  bliss  it  yields ; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strength'ning  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  Gospel  seen  ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  There  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name  are  given ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

18.     c.  M. 

1  GREAT  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 

We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way, 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice, 
Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  them  that  seek  thy  face, 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

4  Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear, 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease  ; 
And  gales  of  Paradise  shall  lull 
Mv  weary  soul  to  peace. 
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GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 
19.        C.    M. 

1  GOOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 

"Who  makes  the  earth  his  care, 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers,  raised  on  high, 

Pour  out,  at  his  command, 
Their  watery  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  softened  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring  ; 

The  valleys  rich  provision  yield, 

And  cheerful  laborers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills,  on  every  side, 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers ; 
The  meadows,  dressed  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refreshed  with  rain, 

Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parching  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns ; 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways  ! 
The  bleating  flocks,  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 

20.    o.  m. 

1  YE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care  ; 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
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GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 

But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  hie  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
'T  is  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known     4 
In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

'T  is  here  our  hope  relies  ;  — 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

21.      C.  M. 

1  LET  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 

Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  strength 'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down, 

When  virtue  lies  distressed 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel, 

Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry  ; 
And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere  : 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise, 

And  spread  thy  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honors  of  their  God. 


GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

22.    o.  m. 

1  SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 

4  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King  ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 

23.      L.  M. 

1  BLESS,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God  ; 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise  ; 
"Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence  and  forgot  ? 

3  'T  is  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done  ; 
He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels, 
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GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 

Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threatening  graves. 

5  Our  youth,  decayed,  his  power  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  hopes  with  heavenly  food. 

6  He  sees  the  oppressor  and  the  oppressed, 
And  often  gives  the  sufferers  rest ; 

But  will  his  justice  more  display 
In  the  last  great  rewarding  day. 

His  Power. 

24.    c.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might ; 

The  winds  obey  his  will  ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ! 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night !  your  force  combine  ; 

Without  his  high  behest 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar  ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend  —  in  reverence  bend ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 
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GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 

25.  C.    M. 

1  LONG  as  I  live  I  '11  bless  thy  name, 

My  King,  my  God  above  ; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same 
In  the  bright  world  of  love. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  his  power  unknown  ; 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I  '11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue, 

And,  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  who  hear  my  sacred  song 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
All  time  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  world  be  known ; 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heavenly  state, 
With  public  splendor  shown. 

6  The  world  is  managed  by  thy  hands  ; 

Thy  saints  are  ruled  by  love  ; 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

26.  L.  M. 

1  GIVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 

Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  ; 
Ascribe  due  honors  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud 

Through  every  ocean,  every  land  ; 
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GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 

His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

3  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  on  the  flood  ; 

O'er  earth  he  reigris  forever  king  ; 

But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 

Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 

4  In  gentler  language,  there  the  Lord 

The  counsel  of  his  grace  imparts  ; 
Amid  the  raging  storm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  comfort  to  our  hearts. 

27.      L.  M.  61. 

1  YE  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice  ; 

Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  voice. 

Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  new  ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature,  and  of  grace  ; 

How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true. 

2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves  ; 

His  word  the  heavenly  arches  spread  : 
How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south  ! 
And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 

AVere  all  the  starry  armies  made. 

3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  seas 
(Those  watery  treasures  know  their  place) 

In  the  vast  storehouse  of  the  deep. 
He  spake,  and  gave  all  nature  birth  ; 
And  fires  and  seas,  and  heavens  and  earth, 

His  everlasting  orders  keep  ! 

4  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  power  ; 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage. 
Vain  are  their  thoughts  and  weak  their  hands ; 
But  his  eternal  counsel  stands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 
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god's  attributes. 
His  Omnipresence. 

28.      L.  M. 

1  ALL  those  who  seek  a  throne  of  grace, 
Find  one  may  in  every  place  ; 

To  those  who  love  a  life  of  prayer 
Our  God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  The  shady  grove,  and  burning  plain, 
The  blooming  field,  and  swelling  main, 
Alike  are  sweet  in  secret  prayer, 

For  God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  In  pining  sickness,  or  in  health, 
In  poverty  or  growing  wealth, 
The  humble  soul  delights  in  prayer, 
For  God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  When  Zion  mourns,  and  comforts  fail, 
And  all  her  foes  do  scoff  and  rail, 

'T  is  then  a  time  for  secret  prayer, 
For  God  is  present  everywhere. 

5  When  some  backslide,  and  others  fall, 
And  few  are  found  who  strive  at  all, 
The  faithful  find,  in  secret  prayer, 
That  God  is  present  everywhere. 

6  0  then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  the  Almighty  come  and  wait  ; 
Who  sees,  and  every  sigh  doth  hear, 
And  he  will  answer  all  true  prayer. 

His  Truth  and  Faithfulness. 

29.    cm. 

1  THINE  oath  and  promise,  mighty  God, 
Recorded  in  thy  word, 
Become  our  hope's  foundation  broad. 
And  surety  afford. 

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god's  attributes. 

Like  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 

Thy  faithfulness  we  prove  ; 
We  tread  in  paths  the  fathers  trod, 

Blest  with  thy  light  and  love. 

Largely  our  consolation  flows, 

While  we  expect  the  day 
That  ends  our  griefs,  and  pains,  and  woes, 

And  drives  our  fears  away. 

Let  floods  of  mighty  vengeance  roll, 

And  compass  earth  around  ; 
Let  thunder  sound  from  pole  to  pole, 

And  earthquakes  vast  astound  ; 

Let  nature  all  convulse  and  shake, 

And  angry  nations  rage  ; 
Thy  name  our  hiding-place  we  make  ; 

To  save  thou  dost  engage. 

30.     H.M. 

THE  promises  I  sing, 

Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke  ; 
Nor  will  the  eternal  King 

His  words  of  grace  revoke  : 


They  stand  secure 
And  steadfast  still 


Not  Zion's  hill 
Abides  so  sure. 


2  The  mountains  melt  away 

When  once  the  Judge  appears, 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 
That  measure  mortal  years  ; 


But  still  the  same, 
In  radiant  lines, 

3  Their  harmony  shall  sound 
Through  my  attentive  cars, 
When  thunders  cleave  the  ground, 
And  dissipate  the  spheres  : 
'Midst  all  the  shock 
Of  that  dread  scene 

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The  promise  shines 
Through  all  the  ilame. 


I  stand  serene, 
Thy  word  my  rock. 


GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 

31.    c  M. 

1  THE  truth  of  God  shall  still  endure, 

And  firm  his  promise  stand  ; 
Believing  souls  may  rest  secure 
In  his  almighty  hand. 

2  Should  earth  and  hell  their  forces  join, 

He  -would  contemn  their  rage, 
And  render  fruitless  their  design 
Against  his  heritage. 

3  The  rainbow  round  about  his  throne 

Proclaims  his  faithfulness  ; 
He  will  his  purposes  perform, 
His  promises  of  grace. 

4  The  hills  and  mountains  melt  away  ; 

But  he  is  still  the  same  : 
Let  saints  to  him  their  homage  pay, 
And  magnify  his  name. 

32.      L.  M. 

1  HOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 

To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God  ! 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wond'rous  grace  ; 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word, 
And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 

3  Amidst  temptations  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies  ;    • 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 
While  tempests  blow,  and  billows  rise. 

4  The  Gospel  bears  my  spirit  up  ; 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 
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god's  attributes. 
His  Justice. 

33.  L    M 

1  ON  God  my  steadfast  hopes  rely  ; 
Why  do  my  foes  insulting  cry, 

"  Fly  like  a  tim'rous,  trembling  dove, 
And  seek  the  mountain's  lonesome  grove  "  ? 

2  Behold  the  wicked  aim  their  darts 
Against  the  men  of  upright  hearts  ! 
]f  government  be  overthrown, 

Who  then  the  injured  cause  will  own  ? 

3  The  Lord,  enthroned  above  the  sky, 
On  suffering  virtue  casts  his  eye  ; 
Though  he  afflicts  his  saints,  to  prove 
Their  patience,  and  to  try  their  love  ; 

4  Yet  lawless  hands  and  hearts  impure 
His  frowns  vindictive  will  endure  ; 
His  lightning  wings  its  rapid  way, 
His  thunder  fills  them  with  dismay. 

5  Where  truth  and  justice  hold  their  place, 
God  will  reveal  his  gracious  face  ; 
Delighted  in  the  upright  mind 

His  own  reflected  beams  to  find. 

34.  L.  M. 

1  THE  Lord  is  judge  —  before  his  throne 
All  nations  shall  his  justice  own  ; 

0  may  my  soul  be  found  sincere, 

And  stand  approved  with  courage  there  ! 

2  The  Lord,  in  righteousness  arrayed, 
Surveys  the  world  his  hands  have  made  ; 
Pierces  the  heart,  and  tries  the  reins, 
And  judgment  from  on  high  ordains. 

3  My  God,  my  Shield  !  around  me  place 
The  shelter  of  the  Saviour's  grace  : 

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GOD  S    ATTRIBUTES. 

Then,  when  thine  arm  the  just  shall  save, 
My  life  shall  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

35.      L.  M. 

1  HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  ; 

Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God  !  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  ! 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

36.    c.  m. 

1  IF  high  or  low  our  station  be, 

Of  noble  or  ignoble  name, 
By  uncorrupt  integrity, 

Thy  blessing,  Lord,  we  humbly  claim. 

2  The  upright  man  no  want  shall  fear  ; 

Thy  providence  shall  be  his  trust ; 
Thou  wilt  provide  his  portion  here, 
Thou  friend  and  guardian  of  the  just. 

3  May  we,  with  most  sincere  delight, 

To  all  the  test  of  duty  pay  ; 
Tender  of  every  social  right, 
Obedient  to  thy  righteous  sway. 
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GOD  8   ATTRIBUTES. 

4  Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget, 

In  that  blest  world,  where  virtue  shares 
A  fit  reward  —  though  not  of  debt, 
But  what  thy  boundless  grace  prepares. 

37.  c.  m. 

1  WHEN  the  great  Judge  supreme  and  just 

Shall  once  inquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  souls  that  mourn  in  dust 
Shall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 

Does  his  own  children  raise  ; 
In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  His  foes  shall  fall  with  heedless  feet 

Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  sinners  perish  in  the  net 

That  their  own  hands  have  spread. 

4  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counsels  known, 
When  men  of  mischief  are  destroyed 
In  snares  that  were  their  own. 

His  Holiness. 

38.  cm. 

1  HOLY  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King  : 
Thrice  holy  Lord,  the  angels  cry  ; 
Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 

2  Heaven's  brightest  lamps,  with  him  compared, 

How  mean  they  look,  and  dim  ! 

The  fairest  angels  have  their  spots 

When  once  compared  with  him. 

3  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works, 

And  truth  is  his  delight ; 
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god's  attributes. 

Bat  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Shall  perish  from  his  sight. 

4  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind, 

Pay,  0  my  soul,  to  God  ! 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

5  "With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

"Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 

G  Thou  holy  God,  preserve  my  soul 
From  all  pollution  free  ! 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

39.      L.  M. 

1  HOLY  as  thou,  0  Lord,  is  none  ; 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thine  own  ; 

A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 

Is  ours,  —  a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Thine  only  glory  we  declare  ; 
And,  humbled  into  nothing,  own, 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

3  Sole,  self-existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  hosts  adored, 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty  ; 

4  Thy  power  unparalleled  confess, 
Established  on  the  Rock  of  peace  ; 
The  Rock  that  never  shall  remove,  — 
The  Rock  of  pure,  almighty  love. 

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god's  attributes. 
His  Love. 

40.      H.  M. 

1  0  FOR  a  shout  of  joy 

Loud  as  the  theme  we  sing  ! 
To  this  divine  employ 

Your  hearts  and  voices  bring  ; 
Sound,  sound,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  love,  the  eternal  love  of  God  ! 

2  Unnumbered  myriads  stand 

Of  seraphs  bright  and  fair, 
Or  bow  at  his  right  hand, 

And  pay  their  homage  there  ; 
But  strive  in  vain,  with  loudest  chord, 
To  sound  the  wond'rous  love  of  God. 

3  Yet  sinners,  saved  by  grace, 

In  songs  of  lower  key, 
In  every  age  and  place, 

Have  sung  the  mystery  ; 
Have  told,  in  strains  of  sweet  accord, 
The  love,  the  sovereign  love  of  God. 

4  Though  earth  and  hell  assail, 

And  doubts  and  fears  arise, 
The  weakest  shall  prevail, 

And  grasp  the  heavenly  prize  ; 
And  through  an  endless  age  record 
The  love,  the  unchanging  love  of  God. 

5  0  for  a  shout  of  joy 

Loud  as  the  theme  we  sing  ! 
To  this  divine  employ 

Your  hearts  and  voices  bring  ; 
Sound,  sound,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  love,  the  eternal  love  of  God  ! 
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god's  attributes. 

41.  S.  M. 

1  RAISE  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 

Its  chief  Beloved  chose, 
And  bid  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  'T  was  mercy  filled  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

4  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offered  peace. 

42.  C.  M. 

1  COME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 

With  new  melodious  songs  ; 
Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 

The  Father  sent  his  only  Son 

To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  armed 

With  a  revenging  rod ; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform, 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 
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god's  attributes. 

5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  jrour  wounds, 

And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry ; 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

6  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

43.      L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  of  wonders,  all  thy  ways 

Are  worthy  of  thyself — divine  ; 
But  the  bright  glories  of  thy  grace 
Beyond  thine  other  wonders  shine. 

Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 

Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

2  Such  deep  transgressions  to  forgive, 

Such  guilty  daring  worms  to  spare,  — 
This  is  thy  grand  prerogative, 

And  in  this  honor  none  shall  share. 

Is  there  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 

Or  is  there  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

3  Pardon,  from  an  offended  God  ! 

Pardon,  for  sins  of  deepest  dye  ! 
Pardon,  bestowed  through  Jesus'  blood! 
Pardon,  that  brings  the  rebel  nigh. 

Where  is  the  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 

Or  where  the  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

4  0,  may  this  glorious,  matchless  love  — 

This  godlike  miracle  of  grace  — 
Teach  mortal  tongues,  like  those  above, 
To  raise  this  song  of  lofty  praise  ! 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 
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GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES. 

44.      L.  M. 

1  THE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways  ! 
How  firm  his  truth,  how  large  his  grace  ! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 

And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Xot  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 

As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise  ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies  ; 
And,  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

4  Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shines  ; 
His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins  ; 
And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints, 
His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

His  Condescension. 

45.    s.  m. 

1  O  LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high 

I  raise  my  wondering  eyes, 
And  see  the  moon,  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies,  — 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars, 

And  all  their  shining  forms,  — 
Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 
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4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man, 

That  thou  shouldst  love  him  so  ? 
Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  placed, 
And  lord  of  all  below. 

5  How  rich  thy  bounties  are, 

And  wondrous  are  thy  ways  ! 
Of  dust  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

46.      C.  M. 

1  WHEN  the  Eternal  bows  the  skies, 

To  visit  earthly  things, 
With  scorn  divine  he  turns  his  eyes 
From  towers  of  haughty  kings. 

2  He  bids  his  awful  chariot  roll 

Far  downward  from  the  skies, 
To  visit  every  humble  soul, 
With  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 

3  Why  should  the  Lord,  that  reigns  above, 

Disdain  so  lofty  kings  ? 
Say,  Lord,  and  why  such  looks  of  love 
Upon  such  worthless  things  ? 

4  Mortals,  be  dumb  ;  what  creature  dares 

Dispute  his  awful  will  ? 

Ask  no  account  of  his  affairs, 

But  tremble,  and  be  still. 

5  Just  like  his  nature  is  his  grace, 

All  sovereign  and  all  free  ; 
Great  God,  how  searchless  are  thy  ways  ! 
How  deep  thy  judgments  be  ! 

47.      L.  M. 

1  THY  favors,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls ; 
Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 
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god's  attributes. 

What  canst  thou  find  beneath  the  poles 
To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus  ? 

2  Still  might  he  fill  his  starry  throne, 

And  please  his  ears  with  Gabriel's  songs  ; 
But  heavenly  Majesty  comes  down, 
And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tungues  ! 

3  Great  God  !  what  poor  returns  we  pay 

For  love  so  infinite  as  thine  ! 
Words  are  but  air,  and  tonguesbut  clay, 
But  thy  compassion  's  all  divine. 

48.      C.  M. 

1  ETERNAL  Power,  Almighty  God, 

Who  can  approach  thy  throne  ? 
Accessless  light  is  thine  abode, 
To  angel  eyes  unknown. 

2  Before  the  radiance  of  thine  eye 

The  heavens  no  longer  shine  ; 
And  all  the  glories  of  the  sky 
Are  but  the  shade  of  thine. 

3  Great  God,  and  wilt  thou  condescend 

To  cast  a  look  below  ; 
To  this  vile  world  thy  notice  bend  ; 
These  seats  of  sin  and  woe  ? 

4  But,  0  !  to  show  thy  smiling  face, 

To  bring  thy  glories  near  ! 
Amazing  and  transporting  grace, 
To  dwell  with  mortals  here  ! 

5  How  strange,  how  awful  is  thy  love  ! 

With  trembling  we  adore  ; 
Not  all  th?  exalted  minds  above 
Its  wonders  can  explore. 

6  While  golden  harps  and  angel  tongues 

Resound  immortal  lays, 
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Great  God,  permit  our  humble  songs 
To  rise,  and  mean  thy  praise. 

49.      L.  M. 

1  YE  servants  of  the  Almighty  King, 
In  every  age  his  praises  sing  ; 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set. 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty  ; 
Nor  time,  nor  place,  his  power  restrain, 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reisrn. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels,  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  lisrlit ! 

4  Behold  his  love  !  he  stoops  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

5  From  dust  and  cottages  obscure 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  honor  of  his  sons, 

And  fits  them  for  their  heavenly  thrones. 

50.      C.  M. 

1  0  LORD,  our  King,  how  excellent 

Thy  name  on  earth  is  known  ! 
Thy  glory  in  the  firmament 
How  wonderfully  shown 

2  When  I  behold  the  heavens  on  high. 

The  work  of^  thy  right  hand  ; 
The  moon  and  stars  amid  the  sky, 
Thy  lights  in  every  land  ;  — 
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god's  attributes. 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  shouldst  visit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so  ? 

4  0  Lord,  how  excellent  thy  name  ! 

How  manifold  thy  ways  ! 
Let  time  thy  saving  truth  proclaim, 
Eternity  thy  praise. 

Sovereignty  of  God. 

51.     c.  M. 

1  KEEP  silence,  all  created  things, 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Before  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men  ; 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  the  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke, 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  casts  the  monarch  down. 

6  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eyes  ; 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 
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7  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 
0,  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb  ! 

52.      L.  M.  61. 

1  ATTEND,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 
And  mark  what  beaming  glories  shine 

Around  thy  condescending  God  ! 
To  us — to  us  he  still  proclaims 
His  awful,  his  endearing  names  ; 

Attend  and  sound  them  all  abroad. 

2  "  Jehovah,  I,  the  sovereign  Lord, 
The  mighty  God,  by  heaven  adored, 

Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  bend  ; 
My  heart  the  tenderest  pity%nows, 
Goodness,  full-streaming,  wide  o'erflows, 

And  grace  and  truth  shall  never  end. 

3  "  My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
My  pardoning  love  is  ever  sure, 

When  penitential  sorrow  mourns  ; 
To  millions,  through  unnumbered  years, 
New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears  ; 

Yet  wrath  against  the  sinner  burns." 

4  Make  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
All  prostrate  at  thy  Sovereign's  feet, 

And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in  ; 
Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voice, 
Diffuse  these  heart-expanding  joys, 

Till  heaven  repeat  the  rapturous  scene. 

53.    c.  m. 

1  WITH  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 
And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
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2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  ? 
Or  truth,  compared  with  thine? 

3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day,  from  east  to  west, 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ; 
While  truth  and  mercy,  joined  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

54.      L.  M. 

1  KINGDOMS  and  thrones  to  God  belong ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song  ; 
His  wondrous  name  and  power  rehearse  ; 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  He  rides,  and  thunders,  through  the  sky  ; 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace  ; 

Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  He  breaks  the  captives'  heavy  chain, 
And  prisoners  see  the  light  again  ; 
But  rebels,  who  dispute  his  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

4  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest ; 
He  's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest ; 
When  terrors  rise,  and  nations  faint, 
God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

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55.  c.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  skj. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

56.  p.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  majesty  , 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  'stablished  by  his  hand  ; 
Long  stood  his  throne,  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

2  God  is  the  eternal  King  ;  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellion,  to  confound  thy  reign  ; 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  floods  arise, 
And  roar,  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skies  ; 
Foaming  at  heaven,  they  rage  with  wild  commotion ; 
But  heaven's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling  ocean. 

3  Ye  tempests,  rage  no  more  ;  ye  floods,  be  still ; 
And  the  mad  world  obedient  to  his  will ; 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  must  ever  stand  ; 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  hand  ; 
See  his  own  sons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  footstool,. and  with  fear  adore  him. 

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57.  L.    M. 

1  JEHOVAH  reigns  !  he  dwells  in  light, 
Girded  with  majesty  and  might  ; 

The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies. 
In  vain  their  rage  they  aim  so  high  ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  Forever  shall  thy  throne  endure  ; 
Thy  promise  stands  forever  sure  ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

58.  S.  M. 

1  GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 

Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears ; 

God  shall  lift  up  thy  head  ; 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 

Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart  ? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight  —  let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone. 
What  though  thou  rulest  not  ? 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim, —  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 
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3  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command  ; 
So  shalt  thou,  wondering,  own  his  way, 

How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand  ! 
Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 

That  caused  thy  needless  fear. 

59.   n.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 
His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty. 


His  glories  shine 


No  mortal  eye 


With  beams  so  bright,        Can  bear  the  sight 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe  ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law  ; 


And  where  his  love 
Resolves  to  bless 


His  truth  confirms 
And  seals  the  grace. 


Through  all  his  ancient  works 
Surprising  wisdom  shines, 

Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  cursed  designs. 


Strong  is  his  arm, 
And  shall  fulfil 


His  great  decrees, 
His  sovereign  will. 


4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 

My  Father  and  my  Friend?  " 


I  love  his  name, 
I  love  his  word 

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Join  all  my  powers, 
And  praise  the  Lord'. 


GOD  S   ATTRIBUTES   ASSOCIATED. 

60.      L.  M. 

1  THE  Lord  !  how  absolute  he  reigns  ! 

Let  every  angel  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  strains, 
And  speak  howfierce  his  terrors  be. 

2  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 

An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss  : 
Fly  through  the  world,  0  sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compared  to  his ! 

3  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 

In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare  ; 
And  the  sweet  whisper  of  his  name 
Fill  every  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

4  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves,  agree 

To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  sea 
In  this  eternal  song  conspire. 


II.     GOD'S  ATTRIBUTES  ASSOCIATED. 

61.      L.  M. 

1  JEHOVAH  reigns  ;  his  throne  is  high  ; 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty  ; 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe  ; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law  ; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face  ; 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs  ; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfil 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

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And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join  , 
Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

62.    n.  M. 

1  GIVE  thanks  to  God  most  high. 
The  universal  Lord, 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 
And  be  his  name  adored  ! 


Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure  ; 


And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 


2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone  : 


His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ; 


And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 


He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe  ; 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 

And  every  hurtful  foe  : 


His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ; 


And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 


63.    c.  m. 

1  FAITHFUL,  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are  ; 

A  rock  that  cannot  move  ; 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still ; 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That,  saved,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 
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3  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach, 

So  plenteous  is  the  store  ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore. 

4  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns  ; 

It  stands  forever  sure  ; 
And  while  thy  truth,  0  God,  remains, 
Thy  goodness  shall  endure. 

64.  L.  M. 

1  INFINITE  grace  !  and  can  it  be 

That  heaven's  Supreme  should  stoop  so  low, 
A  wretch  to  visit,  vile,  like  me  ; 
One  who  has  been  his  bitterest  foe  ? 

2  Can  holiness  and  wisdom  join 

With  truth,  with  justice,  and  with  grace, 
To  make  eternal  blessings  mine, 
And  sin,  with  all  its  guilt,  efface? 

3  0  love,  beyond  conception  great, 

That  formed  the  vast  stupendous  plan, 
Where  all  divine  perfections  meet, 
To  reconcile  rebellious  man  ! 

4  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 

And  justice  all  her  rights  maintains  ; 
Astonished  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 
While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

5  With  grateful  songs,  then,  let  our  souls 

Surround  our  gracious  Father's  throne  ; 
And  all  between  the  distant  poles 
His  truth  and  mercy  ever  own. 

65.  C.  M. 

1  GREAT  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  might 
Demand  our  noblest  songs ; 
Let  his  assembled  saints^unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 
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2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 

And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  seal  his  covenant  sure  ; 
Holy  and  reverend  is  his  name  ; 
His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  — his  works  of  might 

Demand  our  noblest  songs  ; 

0,let  th'  assembled  saints  unite 

Their  harmony  of  tongues  ! 

66.      L.  M. 

1  HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  thy  just  and  wise  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  0  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  spring  ! 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

4  In  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  still  shall  find  a  sweet  repast ; 
There  mercy,  like  a  river,  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 
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67.      L.  M. 

THE  Lord,  the  God  of  glory,  reigns, 

In  robes  of  majesty  arrayed  ; 
His  rule  Omnipotence  sustains, 

And  guides  the  worlds  his  hands  have  made. 

Ere  rolling  worlds  began  to  move, 

Or  ere  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad, 

Thine  awful  throne  was  fixed  above  : 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

The  swelling  floods  tumultuous  rise  ; 

Aloud  the  angry  tempests  roar, 
Lift  their  proud  billows  to  the  skies, 

And  foam,  and  lash  the  trembling  shore. 
The  Lord,  the  mighty  God,  on  high, 

Controls  the  fiercely  raging  seas  ; 
He  speaks  —  the  noise  and  tempest  fly, 

The  waves  sink  down  in  gentle  peace. 
Thy  sovereign  laws  are  ever  sure  ; 

Eternal  holiness  is  thine  ; 
And,  Lord,  thy  people  shall  be  pure, 

And  in  thy  blest  resemblance  shine. 

68.    c.  m. 

IN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 

The  notice  of  thine  eye. 
Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest  ; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 

And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they  're  formed  within  ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 

He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 
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0  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 

Beset  on  every  side. 

So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Secured  by  sovereign  love. 


III.     GOD   INCOMPREHENSIBLE. 

69.  C.  M. 

1  SHALL  foolish,  weak,  short-sighted  man 

Beyond  the  angels  go  ; 
The  great  Almighty  God  explain, 
Or  to  perfection  know  ? 

2  His  attributes  divinely  soar 

Above  the  creature's  sight, 
And  prostrate  seraphim  adore 
The  glorious  Infinite. 

3  The  brightness  of  his  glory  leaves 

Description  far  below ; 
Nor  man's  nor  angel's  heart  conceives 
How  deep  his  mercies  flow. 

4  His  grace  is  most  unsearchable, 

And  dazzles  all  above  ; 
They  gaze,  but  cannot  count  or  tell 
The  treasures  of  his  love. 

70.  c.  m. 

1  HAIL,  Father,  whose  creating  call 
.     Unnumbered  worlds  attend  ; 
Jehovah,  comprehending  all, 
Whom  none  can  comprehend  ! 
43 


CREATOR. 

2  In  light  unsearchable  enthroned  ; 

Whom  angels  dimly  see  ; 
The  fountain  of  the  Godhead  owned, 
And  foremost  of  the  Three  : 

3  Supreme  and  all-sufficient  God  ! 

When  nature  shall  expire  ; 
The  world,  created  by  thy  nod, 
Shall  perish  by  thy  fire. 

4  Thy  name,  Jehovah,  be  adored 

By  creatures  without  end  ; 
Whom  none  but  thy  essential  Word 
And  Spirit  comprehend. 


IV.     CREATOR. 
71.     L.  M.  6  1. 

1  OUR  God  is  good,  and  he  is  great ; 
Around  his  throne  the  angels  wait ; 
He  made  the  sun,  with  beams  so  bright, 
He  made  the  moon  which  shines  by  night, 
The  glittering  skies,  that  look  so  fair, 
With  every  star  that  sparkles  there. 

2  The  mountains  and  the  rocks  he  made, 
And  all  the  hills  in  order  laid  ; 

He  poured  the  water  in  the  seas  ; 
He  made  the  grass,  the  herbs,  the  trees, 
The  valleys  and  the  fields  so  fair, 
And  every  flower  that  blossoms  there. 

3  The  lion  and  the  tiger  bold, 
The  sheep  and  cattle  of  the  fold, 
The  little  birds  that  sweetly  sing, 
The  insect  with  its  beauteous  wing, 
The  fishes, —  all  we  see  that 's  fair 

Or  good, —  he  made,  and  placed  them  there. 
44 


CREATOR. 

72.  c.  m. 

1  HAIL,  great  Creator,  wise  and  good  ! 

To  thee  our  songs  we  raise  ; 
Nature,  through  all  her  various  scenes, 
Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild, 

Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view  ; 
And,  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night  ; 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

4  The  lofty  hill,  the  humble  lawn, 

With  countless  beauties  shine  ; 
The  silent  grove,  the  awful  shade, 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

5  And  while,  in  all  thy  wondrous  ways, 

Thy  varied  love  we  see, 
0,  may  our  hearts,  great  God,  be  led 
Through  all  thy  works  to  thee  ! 

73.  c.  m. 

1  ETERNAL  Wisdom  !  thee  we  praise  ; 

Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 
With  thy  loved  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  How  wide  thy  hand  hath  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
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CREATOR. 

Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder  —  God. 

5  But,  still,  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity  divine,  in  Jesus'  face, 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

74.     L.  M.    61. 

THY  glory,  Lord,  the  heavens  declare  ; 

The  firmament  displays  thy  skill  ; 
The  changing  clouds,  the  viewless  air, 

Tempest  and  calm,  thy  word  fulfil ; 
Day  unto  day  doth  utter  speech, 
And  night  to  night  thy  knowledge  teach. 

Though  voice  nor  sound  inform  the  ear, 
Well  known  the  language  of  their  song, 

When,  one  by  one,  the  stars  appear, 
Led  by  the  silent  moon  along  ; 

Till  round  the  earth,  from  all  the  sky, 

Thy  beauty  beams  on  every  eye. 

Waked  by  thy  touch,  the  morning  sun 
Comes  like  a  bridegroom  from  his  bower, 

And,  like  a  giant,  glad  to  run 

His  bright  career  with  speed  and  power  ; 

Thy  flaming  messenger,  to  dart 

Life  through  the  depth  of  nature's  heart. 

While  these  transporting  visions  shine 

Along  the  path  of  Providence, 
Glory  eternal,  joy  divine, 

Thy  word  reveals,  transcending  sense  ; 
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CREATOR. 

My  soul  thy  goodness  longs  to  see, 
Thy  love  to  man,  thy  love  to  me. 

75.      C.  M. 

1  LET  heaven  arise,  let  earth  appear  ! 

Proclaimed  th'  Eternal  Lord  ; 
The  heaven  arose,  the  earth  appeared, 
At  his  creating  word. 

2  But  formless  was  the  earth,  and  void, 

Dark,  sluggish,  and  confused  ; 

Till  o'er  the  mass  the  Spirit  moved, 

And  quickening  power  difFused. 

3  Then  spake  the  Lord  Omnipotent 

The  mandate,  "  Be  there  light !" 
Light  darted  forth  in  vivid  rays, 
And  scattered  ancient  night. 

4  The  glorious  firmament  he  spread 

To  part  the  earth  and  sky  ; 
And  fixed  the  upper  elements 
Within  their  spheres  on  high. 

5  He  bade  the  seas  together  flow  ; 

They  left  the  solid  land  ; 
And  herbs,  and  plants,  and  fruitful  trees, 
Sprung  forth  at  his  command. 

76.    s.m. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Maker,  God, 

How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  glories,  how  diffused  abroad, 
Through  all  creation's  frame  ! 

2  Nature,  in  every  dress, 

Her  humble  homage  pays  ; 
And  does,  a  thousand  ways,  express 
Her  undissembled  praise. 

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GOD    ALL    LN    ALL. 

o  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 
Her  great  Creator,  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  homage  due. 

4  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 
And  oft  to  God  my  soul  ascend, 
In  grateful  songs  of  praise. 


V.     GOD  ALL   IN  ALL. 

77.     C.  M. 

1  ON  God  we  build  our  sure  defence  ; 

In  God  our  hopes  repose ; 
His  hand  protects  our  varying  life, 
And  guards  us  from  our  foes. 

2  Our  minds  shall  be  serene  and  calm, 

Like  Siloa's  peaceful  flood, 
TThose  soft  and  silver  streams  refresh 
The  city  of  our  God. 

78.    c.  m. 

1  BEING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 

To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise  ; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be ; 

Our  sacrifice  receive. 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Heavenward  our  every  wish  aspires, 

For  all  thy  mercy's  store  ; 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requires. 
Is  that  we  ask  for  more. 

48 


GOD    ALL    LN    ALL. 

4  For  more  we  ask  ;  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  to  embrace  thy  will ; 
Turn,  and  revive  us,  Lord,  again  ; 
With  all  thy  fulness  fill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad ; 

So  shall  we  ever  live,  and  move, 

And  be,  with  Christ  in  God. 


79.    s.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows  ; 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows. 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  Tho  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days  ; 
4  49 


GOD    ALL    LNT    ALL. 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

80.      L.  M. 

1  MY  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 

Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supplied  ; 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows, 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest ; 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  all  the  food  's  divinely  blest. 

3  My  wandering  feet  his  ways  mistake ; 

But  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace, 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness. 

81.    iis. 

1  THE  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  no  want  shall  I  know  ; 

I  feed  in  green  pastures,  safe  folded  to  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 
Restores    me   when   wandering,    redeems  when 
oppressed. 

2  Thro'  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  tho'  I  stray, 

Since  thou  art  my  Guardian  no  evil  I  fear  ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay  ; 
No  harm  can  befall  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread  ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth  o'er  ; 
With  oil  and  perfume  thou  anointest  my  head  ; 
0,  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ! 
50 


GOD   ALL    EN   ALL. 
82.         L.M.61. 

1  THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary  Avandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  1  stray, 
His  presence  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  lively  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  0  Lord,  art  with  me  still  ; 
Thy  friendly  rod  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dismal  shade. 

83.    cm. 

1  MY  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need  ; 

Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 

2  He  brings  my  wandering  spirit  back, 

When  I  forsake  his  wa}*s, 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 
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GOD    ALL   LN    ALL. 

3  If  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death, 

Thy  presence  is  my  stay  ; 
Thy  power  and  thy  supporting  grace 
Drive  all  my  fears  away. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread  ; 

My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 

5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days  ; 
0,  may  thy  house  be  my  abode, 
And  all  my  works  be  praise  ! 

84.      C.  M. 

1  0  LORD  !  I  would  delight  in  thee, 

And  on  thy  care  depend  ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 

My  best  and  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fulness  is  the  same  ; 

May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 

And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found 

But  may  be  found  in  thee  ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
If  God  be  God  to  me. 


85.      12s  &  lis. 

THE  Lord  is  our  shepherd,  our  guardian  and  guide  i 
"Whatever  we  want  he  will  kindly  provide  ; 
To  the  sheep  of  his  pasture  his  mercies  abound  ; 
His  care  and  protection  his  flock  will  surround. 
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GOD   ALL    IN    ALL.      . 

2  The  Lord  is  our  shepherd  ;  what  then  shall  we  fear  ? 
What  danger  can  frighten  us  while  he  is  near  ? 
Nor  when  the  time  calls  us  to  walk  through  the  vale 
Of  the  shadow  of  death,  shall  our  hearts  ever  fail. 

3  Though  afraid  of  ourselves  to  pursue  the  dark  way, 
Thy  rod  and  thy  staff  be  our  comfort  and  stay  ; 
For  we  know  by  thy  guidance,  when  once  it  is  past, 
To  a  fountain  of  life  it  will  bring  us  at  last. 

4  The  Lord  is  become  our  salvation  and  song  ; 
His  blessings  have  followed  us  all  our  life  long ; 
His  name  will  we  praise  while  we  have  any  breath, 
Be  cheerful  in  life,  and  be  happy-in  death. 

86.    c.  m. 

1  TO  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  ; 

There  all  my  hopes  are  laid  ; 
The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  skies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  steadfast  feet  shall  never  fall, 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep  : 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call, 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers 

With  his  almighty  arm  ; 
And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure  ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath, 

Where  thickest  dangers  come  ; 
Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 
Till  God  shall  call  thee  home. 
53 


GOD    ALL    IN    ALL. 

87.  c.  m. 

1  MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

My  everlasting  all ; 
I  've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compared  to  thee  ! 
Or  what 's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

3  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 

And  called  the  stars  my  own  ; 
"Without  thy  graces,  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

4  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore  ; 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  grace, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

88.  c.  m. 

1  NO  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 

My  trust,  0  Lord,  in  thee  ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  my  rock, 
A  sure  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  our  deliverer  art,  0  God  ; 

Our  trust  is  in  thy  power  ; 
Thou  art  our  shield  from  foes  abroad, 
Our  safeguard  and  our  tower. 

3  To  thee  will  we  address  our  prayer, 

To  whom  all  praise  we  owe  ; 
0,  may  we,  by  thy  watchful  care, 
Be  saved  from  every  foe  ! 
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GOD   ALL    IN   ALL. 

4  Then  let  Jehovah  be  adored, 
On  whom  our  hopes  depend  ; 
For  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
His  people  can  defend? 

89.  L.  M. 

1  GOD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

"When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there ; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  cheering  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 

That  all  our  raging  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

90.  L.  M. 

1  WHEN  thickly  beat  the  storms  of  life, 

And  heavy  is  the  chastening  rod, 
The  soul,  beyond  the  waves  of  strife, 
Views  the  eternal  Rock  —  her  God. 

2  What  hope  dispels  the  spirit's  gloom, 

When  sinking  'neath  affliction's  shock  ! 
Faith,  through  the  vista  of  the  tomb, 
Points  to  the  everlasting  Rock. 

3  Is  there  a  man  who  cannot  see 

That  joy  and  grief  are  from  above  ? 
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GOD   ALL   IN    ALL. 


O,  let  him  humbly  bend  the  knee, 
And  own  his  Father's  chastening  love. 


91.      L.  M. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope, 

The  highest  orb  of  jieaven  transcends ; 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasured  scope 
Beyond  the  spreading  skies  extends. 

2  Thy  justice,  like  the  hills,  remains  ; 

How  deep,  great  God,  thy  judgments  are 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  With  thee  the  springs  of  life  remain  ; 

Thy  presence  is  eternal  day  ; 
0,  let  thy  saints  thy  favor  gain  ! 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  display. 

92.    cm. 

1  HOW  firm  the  saint's  foundation  stands ! 

His  hopes  can  ne'er  remove, 
Sustained  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
And  sheltered  in  his  love. 

2  God  is  the  treasure  of  his  soul, 

A  source  of  sacred  joy, 
Which  no  afflictions  can  control, 
Nor  death  itself  destroy. 

3  Lord,  may  we  feel  thy  cheering  beams, 

And  taste  thy  saints'  repose  ; 
We  will  not  mourn  the  perished  streams 
While  such  a  fountain  flows. 
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GOD  ALL   IN   ALL. 

93.  cm. 

1  GOD,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  forever  near  ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint, 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint.    * 

4  Behold,  the  sinners  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

5  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

94.  c.  m. 

1  JEHOVAH  lives,  and  be  his  name 

By  every  heart  adored  ; 
From  age  to  age  he  is  the  same, 
The  only  God  and  Lord. 

2  He  is  our  rock  when  troubles  rise, 

And  storms  and  tempests  lower ; 
He  rides  triumphant  on  the  skies, 
And  saves  us  by  his  power. 
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GOD   ALL   IN   ALL. 

3  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs  ; 

We  give  Jehovah  praise  ; 
Lift  up  our  hearts,  and  holy  songs 
To  our  deliverer  raise. 

4  lie  saves  from  danger,  death,  and  hell, 

From  fear,  distress,  and  harm  ; 
Makes  every  soul  in  safety  dwell ; 
For  mighty  is  his  arm. 

95.  c.  m. 

1  SINCE  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
0,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways  ! 

2  Good  when  he  gives,  —  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind  ? 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 
Be  every  wish  resigned. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine, 

My  God,  inscribe  my  name  ; 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place 

Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

96.  c.  m. 

1  DEAR  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 
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GOD    ALL    IX   ALL. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But,  0,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline  ! 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 


97.    c.  m. 


i 


WE  sing  the  mighty  power  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise, 

That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  We  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  We  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

Who  fills  the  earth  with  food  ;  ' 

He  formed  the  creatures  by  his  word 

And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed 

Where'er  we  turn  the  eye, 
If  we  survey  the  ground  we  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

98.    cm. 

1  OUR  hiding-place,  our  refuge-tower, 
And  shield,  art  thou,  0  Lord  ' 
59 


GOD   ALL    IN   ALL. 

We  firmly  anchor  all  our  hopes 
On  thy  unerring  word. 

2  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

From  danger  set  us  free  ; 
Nor  make  us  of  those  hopes  ashamed 
That  we  repose  on  thee. 

3  On  us,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 

Lord,  make  thy  face  to  shine  ; 
Thy  statutes  both  to  know  and  keep 
Our  hearts  with  zeal  incline. 

4  Our  hiding-place,  our  refuge-tower, 

And  shield,  art  thou,  0  Lord  ! 
We  firmly  anchor  all  our  hopes 
On  thy  unerring  word. 

99.    c.  m. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  to  praise  the  Lord, 

And  raise  our  thoughts  above  ; 
Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord 
To  sing  that  God  is  love. 

2  This  precious  truth  his  word  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove  ; 
While  Christ,  the  atoning  Lamb,  appears, 
To  show  that  God  is  love. 

3  Behold  his  loving-kindness  waits 

For  those  who  from  him  rove, 
And  calls  of  mercy  reach  their  hearts, 
To  teach  them  God  is  love. 

4  0,  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 

This  best  of  blessings  prove  ; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout  that  God  is  love  ! 
60 


GOD   ALL    IN    ALL. 

100.  CM. 

1  GREAT  God,  thy  penetrating  eye 

Pervades  my  inmost  powers  ; 
With  awe  profound  my  wondering  soul 
Falls  prostrate  and  adores. 

2  To  be  encompassed  round  with  God, 

The  holy  and  the  just ; 
Armed  with  omnipotence  to  save, 
Or  crumble  me  to  dust : 

3  0,  how  tremendous  is  the  thought  ! 

Deep  may  it  be  impressed  ; 
And  may  thy  Spirit  firmly  grave 
This  truth  within  my  breast. 

101.  C.  M. 

1  FOREVER  blesse'd  be  the  Lord, 

My  Saviour  and  my  shield  ; 
He  sends  his  Spirit,  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 

He  makes  my  soul  his  care, 
Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  Friend,  a  Helper  so  divine 

Doth  my  weak  courage  raise ; 
He  makes  the  glorious  victory  mine, 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 


102. 


7s. 


THEY  who  on  the  Lord  rely, 
Safely  dwell,  though  danger  's  nigh  ; 
Wide  his  sheltering  wings  are  spread 
O'er  each  faithful  servant's  head. 
61 


GOD    ALL    IN    ALL. 

2  Vain  temptation's  wily  snare  ; 
Christians  are  Jehovah's  care; 
Harmless  flies  the  shaft  by  day, 
Or  in  darkness  wings  its  way. 

3  When  they  wake,  or  when  they  sleep, 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep  ; 
Death  and  danger  may  be  near  ; 
Faith  and  love  have  naught  to  fear. 

103.  s  m 

1  WHEN,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 

My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  0,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That 's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

Forever  I  '11  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

104.  c.  m. 

L  WHY,  0  my  soul,  0,  why  depressed, 
And  whence  thine  anxious  fears  ? 
Let  former  favors  fix  thy  trust, 
And  check  thy  rising  tears. 
62 


GOD    ALL    IN    ALL. 

2  Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Where  wave  succeeds  to  wave  ; 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 
I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

3  On  him  I  trust  and  build  my  hope, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  nod  ; 
In  vain  the  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
While  he  is  still  my  God. 

105.    c.  m. 

1  0  GOD,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  time  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ! 

2  Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  ; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust : 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men  ;  " 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

5  0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

,    Our  hope  for  time  to  come  ! 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  ou*  eternal  home ! 

106.      L.  M. 

1  IN  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  cheerful  voice ; 
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GOD   ALL    IN   ALL. 

Thus  saith  his  word,  so  kind,  so  true  : 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

2  Sweet  words  !    0,  let  us  bless  his  name, 
And  joyful  all  his  praise  proclaim  ! 
These  words  shall  foes  and  fears  subdue  : 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

3  Do  sore  afflictions  on  you  lay, 
And  pungent  sorrows  day  by  day  ? 

Look  to  this  word,  't  will  bear  you  through 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

4  If  death  in  gloomy  form  appear, 
And  overwhelm  your  souls  with  fear, 
Let  this  sweet  word  your  faith  renew  : 
I,  even  I,  will  comfort  you. 

5  And  when  each  happy  soul  attains 
That  blissful  state  where  glory  reigns, 
This  song  shall  all  his  powers  employ  : 
God  is  my  comfort  and  my  joy. 

107.    cm. 

1  THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

And  my  salvation,  too  ; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  blessing,  Lord,  my  heart  desires  ; 

0,  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  Go<i ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  glory  still  ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love. 
And  learn  thy  holy  will. 
64 


GOD    ALL    IN    ALL. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  sdfcgs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 

108.  s.  m. 

1  HOW  gentle  God's  commands  ! 

How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
"  Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

2  While  providence  supports, 

Let  saints  securely  dwell  ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved 

Down  to  the  present  day  ; 
We  '11  drop  our  burdens  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

109.  c.  m. 

1  JEHOVAH,  God,  thy  gracious  power 
On  every  hand  we  see  ; 
0 ,  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee  ! 
5  65 


GOD    ALL    IN    ALL. 

2  If  on  the  wings  of  morn  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  journey  lead. 
Thine  arm  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies  ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleep* ; 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon  —  till  latest  eve, 

Thy  hand,  0  God,  we  see  ; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive 
Proceed  alone  from  thee. 

110.      C.  M. 

1  FATHER,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift ; 

My  soul  on  thee  depends  ; 
Convinced  that  every  perfect  gift 
From  thee  alone  descends. 

2  Mercy  and  grace  are  thine  alone, 

And  power  and  wisdom,  too  ; 
Without  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
We  nothing  good  can  do. 

3  We  cannot  speak  one  useful  word, 

One  holy  thought  conceive, 
Unless,  in  answer  to  our  Lord, 
Thyself  the  blessing  give. 

4  His  blood  demands  the  purchased  grace  ; 

His  blood's  availing  plea 
Obtained  the  help  for  all  our  race, 
And  sends  it  down  to  me. 

5  Thou  all  our  works  in  us  hast  wrought ; 

Our  good  is  all  divine  ; 
The  praise  of  every  virtuous  thought. 
And  righteous  word,  is  thine. 
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PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

6  From  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  receive 
The  power  on  thee  to  call, 
In  whom  we  are,  and  move,  and  live  ; 
Our  God  is  all  in  all. 

111.    7b. 

1  QUIET,  Lord,  my  fro  ward  heart ; 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild  ; 
Humble,  upright,  free  from  art ; 

Make  me  as  a  little  child  ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide 

Let  me  thankfully  receive  ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave  ; 
'T  is  enough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he  's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone  ; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
Thee,  my  Father,  guard  and  guide. 


VI.     PRAISE  TO   GOD. 

112.     C.  P.  M. 

BEGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay, 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  th'  Almighty's  name  : 
Lo  !  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 

To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 
67 


PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

2  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker  God  ; 

Ye  thunders  speak  his  power. 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  fiery  wing 
In  triumph  walks  th'  eternal  King  ; 

Th'  astonished  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise, 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies  ; 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll. 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

4  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throngs,  and  sing  ; 
Ye  feathered  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  him  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
"Who  tipped  your  glittering  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 

5  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  swayed, 
Let  man,  in  God's  own  image  made, 

His  breath  in  praise  employ  ; 
Spread  wide  his  Maker's  name  around, 
Till  heaven  shall  echo  back  the  sound 

In  songs  of  holy  joy. 

113.      7a 

1  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord  ; 

All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  with  loud  accord, 
Praise  the  Lord,  forever  praise. 

2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 

Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand, 
Like  his  own  eternity. 
68       J 


PRAISE    TO   GOD. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love  ; 

Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneath  ; 
Praise  him  in  the  heights  above  ; 
Praise  your  Maker,  all  that  breathe. 

114.  C.  M. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing  ; 
The  Lord  's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore  ; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face ! 
0,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

4  Now  is  the  time  ;  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request  ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

115.  8s&7s. 

1  PRAISE  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator, 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ! 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 
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PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

116.      CM. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  ;  on  every  height 

Songs  to  his  glory  raise  ; 
Ye  angel  hosts,  ye  stars  of  night, 
Join  in  immortal  praise. 

2  0,  fire  and  vapor,  hail  and  snow, 

Ye  servants  of  his  will ! 
0,  stormy  winds,  that  only  blow, 
His  mandates  to  fulfil  ! 

3  Mountains  and  rocks,  to  heaven  that  rise, 

Fair  cedars  of  the  wood  ; 
Creatures  of  life,  that  wing  the  skies, 
Or  track  the  plains  for  food  ; 

4  Judges  of  nations  ;  kings,  whose  hand 

Waves  the  proud  sceptre  high  ; 
0,  youths  and  virgins  of  the  land  ! 
O ,  age  and  infancy  !  — 

5  Praise  ye  his  name,  to  whom  alone 

All  homage  should  be  given  ; 
Whose  glory,  from  th'  eternal  throne, 
Spreads  wide  o'er  earth  and  heaven. 


117.     8s&7s. 

1  PRAISE  the  Lord  ;  ye  heavens,  adore  him  ; 

Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height  ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him  ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws,  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

*     70 


PRAISE    TO  GOD. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail  ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious  ; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation  ; 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 

118.  L.  M. 

1  0,  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place 

From  whence  his  goodness  largely  Hows  ; 
Praise  him  in  heaven,  where  he  his  face, 
Unveiled,  in  perfect  glory  shows. 

2  Praise  him  for  all  the  mighty  acts 

Which  he  in  our  behalf  hath  done  ; 
His  kindness  this  return  exacts, 

With  which  our  praise  should  equal  run. 

3  Let  all,  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  doth  to  them  afford 
In  just  returns  of  praise  employ  ; 
1  Let  every  creature  praise  the  Lord. 

119.  s.  M. 

1  ARISE,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice  ! 
Arise,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice  ! 


Though  high  above  all  praise, 

Above  all  blessing  high, 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 

And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 
71 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 


Q 


0  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

120.      7s. 

1  THEE  to  laud  in  songs  divine, 
Angels  in  thy  presence  join  ; 
We  with  them  our  voices  raise, 
Echo  thine  eternal  praise. 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  adored  ; 
Thus,  with  them,  we  ever  cry 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

121.  S.  M. 

1  THE  lark  mounts  up  the  sky 

With  unambitious  song, 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

2  Fain  would  I  rise  and  sing 

To  my  Creator,  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 
And  give  him  praises  due. 

3  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

122.  C.  M. 

1  THERE  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale, 

A  tongue  in  every  flower, 

Which  tells,  0  Lord,  the  wondrous  tale 

Of  thy  almighty  power. 
79 


PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

The  birds,  that  rise  on  quivering  wing, 
Proclaim  their  Maker's  praise, 

And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring 
To  thee  an  anthem  raise. 

2  Shall  I  be  mute,  great  God,  alone, 

'Midst  nature's  loud  acclaim  ? 
Shall  not  my  heart,  with  answering  tone, 

Breathe  forth  thy  holy  name  ? 
All  nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine  ; 

Nature  shall  cease  to  be  ; 
Thou  gavest  —  proof  of  love  divine  — 

Immortal  life  to  me. 


123.     H.  M. 

1  YE  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

Exalt  your  Maker's  name  ; 
In  praise  your  songs  employ 

Above  the  starry  frame  ; 
Your  voices  raise,  And  seraphim, 

Ye  cherubim  (    To  sing  his  praise. 

2  Thou  moon,  the  queen  of  night ; 

Thou  sun,  the  orb  of  day  ; 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light, 

To  him  your  homage  pay. 
His  praise  declare,  And  clouds  that  move 

Ye  heavens  above,  In  liquid  air. 

3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 
They  all  from  nothing  came. 


And  all  shall  last, 
From  changes  free 


His  firm  decree 
Stands  ever  fast. 
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PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

124.      L.  M. 

1  SING  to  Jehovah's  mighty  name  ; 
Publish  abroad  his  glorious  fame  ; 
Let  all  the  saints,  with  one  accord, 
Exalt  and  magnify  the  Lord. 

2  Praise  him  in  holy  strains  sublime  ; 
Employ  a  melody  divine  ; 

Let  thoughts  celestial  seize  the  soul, 
While  music  from  the  tongue  shall  roll. 

3  Now  let  our  animation  rise 
Like  sacred  incense  to  the  skies  ; 
Nor  let  one  passion,  base  or  vile, 
The  worship  of  our  God  defile. 

4  So  shall  our  condescending  King 
Accept  the  tribute  that  we  bring  ; 
And  pour  his  plenteous  blessings  down, 
And  all  our  years  with  favor  crown. 

5  So  shall  our  tongues  be  trained  in  time 
To  roll  the  numbers  all  divine, 
When  mortal  days  and  years  are  done, 
And  the  eternal  kingdom  come. 


125.    s.  m. 

COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  his  alone, 

And  his  the  solid  ground. 


PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  obey  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  as  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

126.    7s. 

1  LET  us,  with  a  joyful  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  He,  with  all-commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

3  All  things  living  he  doth  feed  ; 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4  He  his  chosen  race  did  bless 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

5  He  hath,  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Looked  upon  our  misery  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6  Let  us,  then,  with  joyful  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind  ; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

75 


PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

127.     L.M. 

1  BE  thou  exalted,  0  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ! 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

2  My  heart  is  fixed  ;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honors  to  his  name  ; 
Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
His  wondrous  goodness  to  proclaim. 

3  High  o'er  the  world  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 
His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
"When  earthly  things  dissolve  and  die. 

4  Be  thou  exalted,  0  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens,  where  angels  dwell ; 
Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


128.      L.  M. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  't  is  good  to  raise 
Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 
His  nature  and  his  works  unite 

To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  formed  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames  ; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  ; 
His  wisdom  ;s  vast,  and  knows  no  bound  ; 
His  counsels  are  a  deep  profound. 

3  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  might ! 
Kind  are  his  ways,  his  judgments  right ; 
He  loves  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  lifts  the  humble  from  the  dust. 

76 


PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

4  His  saints  are  precious  in  his  sight ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
Approves  and  owns  his  image  there. 

129.     L.  M. 

1  COME,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  ! 

But  0,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame? 
"What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears  ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines  ; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

130.     s.  m 

1  OUR  souls  repeat  his  praise, 

Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

77 


PRAISE    TO   GOD. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

131.      H.  M. 

1  SING  to  the  Lord  most  high  ; 
Let  every  land  adore  ; 
With  grateful  voice  make  known 
His  goodness  and  his  power  ; 


With  cheerful  songs 
Declare  his  ways, 

2  Enter  his  courts  with  joy  ; 

With  fear  address  the  Lord  ; 
He  formed  us  with  his  hand, 
And  quickened  by  his  word  ; 


And  let  his  praise 
Inspire  your  tongues. 


With  wide  command 


O'er  every  sea 


He  spreads  his  sway,         And  every  land. 

3  His  hands  provide  our  food, 
And  every  blessing  give  ; 
We  feed  upon  his  care, 
•    And  in  his  pastures  live  ; 
With  cheerful  songs  And  let  his  praise 

Declare  his  ways,  Inspire  your  tongues 

132.    7s. 

1  THOU,  who  art  enthroned  above, 
Thou,  by  whom  we  live  and  move, 
0,  how  sweet,  with  joyful  tongue, 
To  resound  thy  praise  in  song  ! 
When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  sparkling  stars  arise, 
All  thy  favors  to  rehearse, 
And  give  thanks  in  grateful  verse  ! 
78 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

2  Sweet  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 
When  devotion  fills  the  breast ; 
When  we  dwell  within  thy  house, 
Hear  thy  word  and  pay  our  vows, 
Notes  to  heaven's  high  mansions  raise, 
Fill  its  courts  with  joyful  praise  ; 
With  repeated  hymns  proclaim 
Great  Jehovah's  awful  name  ! 

3  From  thy  works  our  joys  arise, 
0,  thou  only  good  and  wise  ! 
Who  thy  wonders  can  declare  ? 
How  profound  thy  counsels  are  ! 
Warm  our  hearts  with  sacred  fire  ; 
Grateful  fervors  still  inspire  ; 

All  our  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
Ever  in  thy  praise  unite. 

133.    c.  m. 

1  LORD  of  the  world's  majestic  frame  ! 

Stupendous  are  thy  ways  ; 
Thy  various  works  declare  thy  name, 
And  all  resound  thy  praise. 

2  Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power, 

Whose  motions  speak  thy  skill  ; 
And,  on  the  wings  of  every  hour, 
We  read  thy  glory  still. 

3  And  while  these  radiant  globes  of  light, 

That  shine  from  pole  to  pole, 
In  silent  harmony  unite 
To  praise  thee  as  they  roll ; 

4  0,  shall  not  we  of  human  race 

The  glorious  concert  join  ? 
Shall  not  the  children  of  thy  grace 
Attempt  the  theme  divine  ? 
79 


PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

5  Yes,  this  shall  be  our  best  employ 
Through  life's  uncertain  days  ; 
Till  in  the  realms  of  boundless  joy 
We  join  in  loftier  praise. 

134.  s.  m. 

1  O,  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim  ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  0,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind  ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  ; 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide  ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth, 
And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

6  Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days  ; 
0,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

135.  c  m 

1  BEGIN  the  high,  celestial  strain, 
My  raptured  soul,  and  sing 
A  sacred  hymn  of  grateful  praise 
To  heaven's  almightv  King. 
80 


PRAISE    TO   GOD. 

2  Ye  curling  fountains,  as  ye  roll 

Your  silver  waves  along, 
Repeat  to  all  your  verdant  shores 
The  subject  of  the  song. 

3  Bear  it,  ye  breezes,  on  your  wings, 

To  distant  climes  away, 
And  round  the  wide-extended  world 
The  lofty  theme  convey. 

4  Take  up  the  burden  of  his  name, 

Ye  'clouds,  as  ye  arise, 
To  deck  with  gold  the  opening  morn, 
Or  shade  the  evening  skies. 

5  Long  let  it  warble  round  the  spheres, 

And  echo  through  the  sky  ; 
Let  angels,  with  immortal  skill, 
Improve  the  harmony  ; 

6  While  we,  with  sacred  rapture  fired. 

The  blest  Creator  sing, 
And  chant  our  consecrated  lays 
To  heaven's  eternal  King. 

136.     10s  &  lis. 

1  0,  WORSHIP  the  King,  all  glorious  above, 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love  ; 

Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  Days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise  ! 

2  0,  tell  of  his  might,  and  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy,  space  ; 
His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm  ! 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 
6  81 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender  !  how  firm  to  the  end  ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend  ! 

5  Father  Almighty,  how  faithful  thy  love  ! 
AVhile  angels  delight  to  hym'n  thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 

137.    r3 

1  MEET  and  right  it  is  to  sins 
Glory  to  our  God  and  King  ; 
Meet  in  ev'ry  time  and  place 
To  rehearse  his  solemn  praise. 

2  Join,  ye  saints,  the  song  around  ; 
Angels,  help  the  solemn  sound  ; 
Publish  through  the  world  abroad 
Glory  to  th'  eternal  God. 

3  Praises  here  to  thee  we  give, 
Gracious,  thou  our  thanks  receive  ; 
Holy  Father,  sov 'reign  Lord, 
Everywhere  be  thou  adored. 

138.     H.M. 

1  LET  every  creature  join 

To  bless  Jehovah's  name, 
And  every  power  unite 

To  swell  th'  exalted  theme ; 
Let  nature  raise  A  general  song 

From  every  tongue      Of  grateful  praise. 

2  But,  0,  from  human  tongues 

Should  nobler  praises  flow, 
82 


PRAISE    TO    GOD. 


And  every  thankful  heart 
With  warm  devotion  glow  ! 


Your  voices  raise, 
Ye  highly  blest ; 


Above  the  rest 
Declare  his  praise. 


3  Assist  me,  gracious  God  ; 

My  heart,  my  voice  inspire  ; 
Then  shall  I  humbly  join 
The  universal  choir  : 


Thy  grace  can  raise 


And  tune  my  song 


My  heart  and  tongue,     To  lively  praise. 

139.  L.M. 

1  NATURE,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing 
Her  great  Creator  and  her  King  ; 

Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne, 
Begin  to  make  his  glories  known  ; 

Tune  high  your  harps,  and  spread  the  sound 
Throughout  creation's  utmost  bound. 

3  0,  may  our  ardent  zeal  employ 

Our  loftiest  thoughts  and  loudest  songs  ! 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
Hosanna  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ; 
The  highest  notes  that  angels  raise 
Fall  far  below  thy  glorious  praise. 

140.  L.  M. 

1  WITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
I  '11  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praiso. 
83 


PRAISE   TO    GOD. 

2  To  God  I  cried,  when  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  nvy  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 

3  Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  his  hand  ; 
His  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  I  '11  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord  ; 
I  '11  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  the  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

141.      C.  M. 

1  MY  soul  shall  praise  thee,  0  my  God, 

Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  in  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  every  smiling,  happy  hour 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  ; 
Thy  praise  refines  my  earthly  bliss, 
And  heightens  all  my  joy. 

3  When  anxious  grief  and  gloomy  care 

Afflict  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  lull  each  pain  to  rest. 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers. 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

5  And  when  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 

When  death  shall  close  these  eyes, 
My  soul  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

84 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 


6  My  powers  shall  then,  in  lofty  strains, 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
An  everlasting  day. 


VII.    PUBLIC  WORSHIP. 

142.     S.  P.  M. 

1  HOW  pleased  and  blessed  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  !  " 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And,  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  ; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest ; 

The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

143.    7b. 

1  TO  thy  temple  we  repair  ; 
Lord,  we  love  to  worship  there  ; 
While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend, 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend. 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips,  inspire  our  tongue  ; 

85 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Christ,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  While  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
While  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  thy  gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

4  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn  ; 
Then,  at  evening,  we  may  say, 

"  We  have  walked  with  God  to-day." 

144.    s.  m. 

1  COME  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

0  thou  afflicted,  come  ! 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there ; 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 

Ye  who  are  happy  now  ; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 
Soon  may  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

145.      L.  M. 

1  YE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  vour  sovereign  King  ; 
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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice  ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  't  is  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give  ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy  ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good  ;  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  all  the  race  of  men  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

146.      L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs  ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  0  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  sun  —  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  shield  —  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  assaults  of  hell  and  sin  ; 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory,  too ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

87 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

147.  L.  M. 

1  WITH  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 

To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
Glad  homage  pay,  with  hallowed  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise  ; 

2  Assured  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed  ; 
We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  delights  to  feed. 

3  0  !   enter,  then,  his  temple  gate  ; 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless. 

4  For  he  's  the  Lord,  supremely  good  ; 

His  mercy  is  forever  sure  ; 
His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 

148.  L.  M. 

1  BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations  bow,  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed," 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs  ; 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 
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PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

149.  c.  m. 

1  LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer  ; 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  : 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  0,  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness  ; 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face  ! 

150.  s.  m. 

1  COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
89 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place  ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

151.      L.  M. 

1  PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 

Thy  saints  adore  thy  holy  name  ; 
Thy  creatures  bend  th'  obedient  knee, 
And  humbly  thy  protection  claim . 

2  Thy  hand  has  raised  us  from  the  dust  ; 

The  breath  of  life  thy  spirit  gave  ; 
Where  but  in  thee  can  mortals  trust  ? 
Who  but  our  God  has  power  to  save  ? 

3  Eternal  Source  of  truth  and  light, 

To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call ; 
Lord,  we  are  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
But  thou  to  us  art  all  in  all. 

4  Still  may  thy  children  in  thy  word 

Their  common  trust  and  refuge  see  ; 
0,  bind  us  to  each  other,  Lord, 

By  one  great  tie  —  the  love  of  thee  ! 
90 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

152.  L.  M. 

1  IF,  in  a  temple  made  with  hands, 
God  speaketh  still  his  high  commands, 
Let  me  to  that  blest  place  repair, 
That  I  may  learn  my  duty  there. 

2  If,  in  the  ailments  of  the  soul, 
There  be  a  power  that  makes  it  whole, 
Let  me  to  that  pure  fount  apply, 
Lest  the  neglected  spirit  die. 

3  If  there  be  still  a  sacrifice, 
That  may  to  God  with  favor  rise, 
Let  me  present  a  pontrite  heart, 
Ere*  from  this  temple  I  depart. 

4  Where  God  would  have  the  offering  made, 
There  be  the  willing  tribute  paid, 

Till  to  his  name  I  consecrate 
The  worship  of  an  endless  state. 

153.  L.  M. 

1  GOD  of  the  morning  !  at  whose  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies  : 

2  0 ,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
"With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way  ! 

3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlight'ning  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 
Thy  threat'nings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thv  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 
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PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 


4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compared  with  this. 


154. 


VS. 


1  LORD ,  we  come  before  thee  now  ; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

0 ,  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend  ; 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace  ; 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay  ; 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn  ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

5  Grant  that  all  may  seek,  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

155.    c.  p.  m. 

1  DESCEND,  blest  Spirit,  source  of  light, 
While  here  thy  presence  we  invite  ; 

Thine  influence  impart ; 
Grant  us  with  faith  thy  word  to  hear, 
And  give  th'  attentive,  listening  ear, 
The  understanding  heart. 
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PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

2  The  dead  "  in  trespasses  and  sin  " 
Raise  by  thy  power  to  life  divine  ; 

Dissolve  the  captive's  chain  ; 
Strengthen  the  weak  with  inward  might, 
Restore  the  blinded  eyes  to  sight, 

Nor  let  us  hear  in  vain. 

156.      C.  M. . 

1  THOUGH  oft  we  hear  the  joyful  sound 

Of  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
How  weak  in  faith  we  still  are  found  ! 
How  slow  to  learn  thy  word  ! 

2  Though  we  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

We  seem  to  come  in  vain  ; 

So  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 

Our  careless  hearts  retain. 

3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  our  love ! 

How  negligent  our  fear  ! 
How  low  our  hopes  of  joys  above  ! 
How  few  affections  there  ! 

4  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  power  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Write  thy  salvation  on  our  heart, 
And  make  us  learn  thy  grace. 

157.    c.  m. 

1  LORD,  when  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 
And  our  confessions  pour, 
0,  may  we  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore  ! 


Q 


Our  contrite  spirits,  pitying,  see  ; 

True  penitence  impart ; 
And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 

Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 
93 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

0 ,  let  our  wills  resign  ! 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies, 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness,  still, 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 

158.    c.  m. 

1  THE  oiFrings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 

Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer, 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice, 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude  ; 
No  tribute,  but  the  vow  sincere, 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  Our  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee  ; 
If  thy  pure  Spirit  touch  the  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  0 ,  may  that  Spirit  warm  each  heart 

To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above  ! 


159.    7s. 

1  LORD,  we  in  thy  presence  come, 
And  bow  down  with  holy  fear  ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home  ; 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 
94 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

2  Wand 'ring  thoughts  and  languid  powers 

Come  not  where  devotion  kneels  ; 
Let  the  soul  expand  her  stores, 
Glowing  Avith  the  joy  she  feels. 

3  At  the  portals  of  thy  house 

We  resign  our  earth-born  cares  ; 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engross, 
Songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayers. 

160.    cm. 

1  WITH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 
Which  God  has  called  his  own  ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 


2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord,  how  fair  ! 

Where  willing  vot'ries  throng, 
To  breathe  the  humble  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  0,  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below  ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow ! 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found  , 

Let  all  her  sons  unite 
To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

161.      CM. 

1  EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
95 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

2  So  pilgrims,  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand  ; 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  day, 

I  '11  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

162.    cm. 

1  WHAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  nil  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

4  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move  ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

5  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow. 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 
96 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

163.      L.  M. 

1  COME,  gracious  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 

By  faith  and  love,  in  every  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel, 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength, 

Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  eternal  love  and  grace. 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  and  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 

By  all  the  church,  through  Christ  his  Son. 

164.    c.  m. 

1  AGAIN  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

And  to  thy  courts  repair  ; 

Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come 

To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

2  "Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord,  dwell  ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind,  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us,  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

165.     H.  M. 

1  TO  spend  one  sacred  day 

Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
7  97 


PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

Affords  diviner  joy 

Than  thousand  days  beside  : 
Where  God  resorts,    I    To  keep  thedoor, 

1  love  it  more,  |   Than  shine  in  courts. 

2  God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
"With  gifts  his  hands  are  filled  ; 

We  draw  our  blessings  thence 
He  will  bestow 
On  Jacob's  race 


Peculiar  grace, 
And  glory  too. 


3  The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 

His  hand  no  good  withholds 

From  those  his  heart  approves, 

From  pure  and  upright  souls  : 

Thrice  happy  he, 

0  God  of  hosts, 


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Whose  spirit  trusts 
Alone  in  thee  ! 


166.    c.  m. 

1  MY  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 

To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
'T  is  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays  ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place  ; 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wond'rous  love 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 


public  woitsnii5. 

167.    s.  m. 

1  HOW  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  jDraises  join  ; 
With  saints  his  goodness  to  record, 
And  sing  his  power  divine  ! 

2  These  seasons  of  delight 

The  dawn  of  glory  seem  ; 
Like  rays  of  pure  celestial  light, 
Which  on  our  spirits  beam. 

3  0,  blest  assurance  this  ; 

Bright  morn  of  heavenly  day  ; 
Sweet  foretaste  of  eternal  bliss, 
That  cheers  the  pilgrim's  way  ! 

4  Thus  may  our  joys  increase, 

Our  love  more  ardent  grow, 
While  rich  supplies  of  Jesus'  grace 
Refresh  our  souls  below. 


168.    o.  m. 

1  LORD ,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray 

With  reverence  and  with  fear  ; 
Though  dust  and  ashes,  yet  we  may, 
We  must  to  thee  draw  near. 

2  We  come,  then,  God  of  grace,  to  thee  ; 

Give  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give  —  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see  — 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

3  Give  deep  humility  —  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence 
To  see  thy  face  and  live. 
99 


PUBLIC    WORSHIF. 

4  Give  faith  in  that  one  sacrifice 

Which  can  for  sin  atone  ; 
To  cast  our  hopes,  to  fix  our  eyes, 
On  Christ,  and  Christ  alone. 

5  Give  patience,  still  to  wait  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done  : 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  through  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

169.      L.  M. 

1  HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

0  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! . 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ? 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and,  through  the  road, 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 

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PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

170.      L.  M. 

1  CONFIRM  the  hope  thy  word  allows  ; 

Behold  us  waiting;  to  be  fed ; 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  "  satisfy  her  poor  with  bread." 

2  Drawn  by  thine  invitation,  Lord, 

Athirst  and  hungry  we  are  come ; 
Now,  from  the  fulness  of  thy  word, 
Feast  us,  and  send  us  thankful  home. 

171.    c.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Amidst  his  Father's  throne  ; 

Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 

And  songs  before  unknown  ! 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  ; 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 

4  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood  ; 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free  ; 
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PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

G  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  power ; 
Then  shorten  these  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promised  hour. 

172.    cm. 

1  HERE,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 

"We  've  met  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
0,  let  us  feel  th'  eternal  word, 
And  feast  upon  thy  grace  ! 

2  0,  may  this  be  a  happy  hour, 

To  every  mourning  soul ! 
Display  thy  love,  make  known  thy  power, 
And  make  the  wounded  whole. 

3  0,  may  a  spark  of  heavenly  fire 

Each  stupid  soul  inflame  ; 
And  sacred  love  our  tongues  inspire 
To  praise  thy  worthy  name  ! 

4  Let  every  soul  the  Saviour  see, 

And  taste  his  love  divine  ; 
And  every  heart  forever  be 
United,  Lord,  with  thine. 

173.      L.  M. 

1  LO,  God  is  here  !  —  let  us  adore, 

And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  —  him  day  and  night 

Th'  united  choirs  of  angels  sing  ; 
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PUBLIC   WORSniP. 

To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings  !  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill  ; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face  ; 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will 


174.    c.  m. 

1  WITH  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

To  those  bright  realms  above, 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

2  Before  the  awful  throne  we  bow 

Of  heaven's  Almighty  King  : 
Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 
And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  Thee  we  adore  ;  and,  Lord,  to  thee 

Our  filial  duty  pay  ; 
Thy  service,  unconstrained  and  free, 
Conducts  to  endless  day. 

4  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  kneel 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

5  With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 
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THE    SABBATB". 

VIII.    THE  SABBATH. 

175.     H.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  ye  saints,  awake, 
And  hail  the  sacred  day  ! 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 
Your  joyful  homage  pay  ; 
Come,  bless  the  day  The  type  of  heaven's 


That  God  hath  blest, 


Eternal  rest. 


2  On  this  auspicious  morn 
The  Lord  of  life  arose, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; 


►And  now  he  pleads 
Our  cause  above, 


And  reaps  the  fruit 
Of  all  his  love. 


3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 
Heaven  with  hosannas  rings 
And  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings 


Worthy  the  Lamb, 
That  once  was  slain, 


Through  endless  years 
To  live  and  reisrn. 


176.    H.  M. 

1  WELCOME,  delightful  morn  ; 

Sweet  day  of  sacred  rest, 
I  hail  thy  kind  return  ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest. 
From  low  desires  I  soar  to  reach 

And  fleeting  toys,  Immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  face  ; 


Let  sinners  feel 

Thy  quickening  word, 

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And  learn  to  know 
And  fear  the  Lord. 


TIIE   SABBATn. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours. 
Then  shall  my  soul  Nor  Sabbaths  be 

^ew  life  obtain,  Enjoyed  in  vain. 

177.  L.  M. 

1"MY  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 
The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day  ; 
My  thoughts,  0  God,  ascend  to  thee, 
While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone, 

Nor  would  receive  another  guest ; 
Eternal  King,  erect  thy  throne, 

And  reign  sole  monarch  in  my  breast. 

3  0,  bid  this  trifling  world  retire, 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away  ; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire, 

One  sinful  thought  through  all  the  day  ! 

4  Then  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 

My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing, 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 

And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 

178.  L.  M. 

1  WHEN,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 

Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 
What  rites,  what  honors  shall  he  pay  ? 
How  spread  his  sovereign  praise  abroad  ? 

2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires 

Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise  ; 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 
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TIIE    SABBATH. 

3  Vain,  sinful  man  !  creation's  Lord 

Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare  ; 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 

179.    c.  m. 

1  ON  this  illustrious,  joyful  morn 

Our  Saviour  left  the  grave  ; 
Was  then  declared  the  Son  of  God, 
With  mighty  power  to  save. 

2  Come,  humble  souls,  and  see  the  place 

Where  once  the  Saviour  lay  ; 
New-string  your  harps,  attune  your  songs, 
And  hail  the  solemn  day. 

3  In  lofty  accents  praise  his  name, 

Who  thus  in  triumph  rose  ; 
Who  broke  the  iron  bands  of  death, 
And  trampled  on  his  foes. 

4  Sing  loud  hosannas  to  your  King, 

The  Lamb  that  once  was  slain  ; 
For  you  the  royal  Victim  died, 
For  you  he  rose  again. 

180.      7s. 

1  SAFELY  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way  ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day  : 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  blest  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face  ; 
Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  : 
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THE    SABBATH. 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near  ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear  : 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  rest. 


181.      C.  M. 

1  HOW  sweet,  upon  this  sacred  day, 

The  best  of  all  the  seven, 
To  cast  our  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And  think  of  God  and  heaven  ! 

2  How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 

Our  sins  may  be  forgiven  ! 
With  filial  confidence  to  say, 
"  Father,  who  art  in  heaven  !  " 

3  How  sweet  the  words  of  peace  to  hear 

From  him  to  whom  't  is  given 
To  wake  the  penitential  tear, 
And  lead  the  way  to  heaven  ! 

4  And  if,  to  make  our  sins  depart, 

In  vain  the  will  has  striven, 
He  who  regards  the  inmost  heart 
Will  send  his  grace  from  heaven. 

5  Then  hail,  thou  sacred,  blessed  day, 

The  best  of  all  the  seven, 
When  hearts  unite  their  vows  to  pay 
Of  gratitude  to  Heaven  ! 
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THE    SABBATH. 

182.     L.  M. 

1  SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing  ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest  ; 
No  mortal  care  shall  fill  my  breast ; 
0,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  : 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  his  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  And  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  I  shall  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

183.      L.  M. 

1  COME,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day  ; 
Come,  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away  ; 
Now  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 

With  ardor  to  their  native  skies. 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine  ; 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blest 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

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3  Then,  when  our  Sabbaths  here  are  o'er, 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransomed  we  shall  spend 
A  Sabbath  which  shall  never  end. 

184.     H.M. 

1  HERE,  gracious  God,  do  thou 

In  mercy  now  draw  nigh  ; 
Accept  each  faithful  prayer, 

And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh  ; 
In  copious  shower,  This  holy  day, 

On  all  who  pray,  Thy  blessings  pour. 

2  Here  may  we  find  from  heaven 

The  grace  which  we  implore  ; 

And  may  that  grace,  once  given, 

Be  with  us  evermore  ; 


Until  that  day 
When  all  the  blest 


To  endless  rest 
Are  called  away. 


185.      C.  M. 

1  MAY  we  throughout  this  day  of  thine 

Be  in  thy  spirit,  Lord  ; 
And  full  of  humble  fear  divine, 
That  trembles  at  the  word. 

2  And  full  of  faith,  each  heart  to  raise, 

And  fix  on  things  above  ; 
And  full  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love. 

186.    c.  m. 

1  BLEST  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright, 
The  first  and  best  of  days ; 
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THE   SABBATH. 

The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine  ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise  ; 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first-fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind ; 
And  they  who  do  the  Sabbath  love, 
A  happy  week  will  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  to  God  appear; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine ; 

Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear, 

And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 

187.      L.  M. 

1  ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest ; 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  blest. 

2  0,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
"Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows  ! 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  lasting  rest 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains  ; 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
And  holy  pleasures,  pass  away. 
How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

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188.  l.  m.  - 

1  HOW  welcome  to  the  saints,  when  pressed 

With  six  clays'  noise,  and  care,  and  toil, 
Is  the  returning  day  of  rest, 

Which  hides  them  from  the  world  a  while  ! 

2  Now,  from  the  throng  withdrawn  away, 

They  seem  to  breathe  a  purer  air  ; 
Composed  and  softened  by  the  day, 
All  things  serener  aspect  wear. 

3  Though  pinched  with  poverty  at  home, 

Or  with  afflictions  daily  fed  ; 
It  makes  amends  if  they  can  co7ne 

To  God's  own  house  for  heavenly  bread. 

4  With  joy  they  hasten  to  the  place 

Where  they  the  Saviour  oft  have  met  ; 
And,  while  they  feast  upon  his  grace, 
Their  burdens  and  their  griefs  forget. 

5  We  thank  thee  for  thy  day,  0  Lord  ! 

Here  we  thy  promised  presence  seek  ; 
Open  thy  hand,  with  blessings  stored, 
And  give  us  manna  for  the  week. 

189.  c.  m. 

1  THIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  ; 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  th'  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ! 
Ill 


THE   SABBATH. 

Help  us,  0  Lord  !  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise  ! 
But,  in  the  kingdom  where  he  reigns, 
He  shall  have  nobler  praise. 

190.     8s&4s. 

1  HAIL,  holy  day,  most  blest,  most  dear  ! 
When  death's  dark  region,  sad  and  drear, 
Those  strange  mysterious  sounds  did  hear, 

"  The  Lord  is  risen  !  " 

2  The  holy  Captive's  bonds  are  riven  ; 
To  him  the  keys  of  death  are  given. 

Be  glad,  0  earth  !  and  shout,  0  heaven ! 
"  The  Lord  is  risen  !  " 

3  Shall  this  triumphant  theme  inspire 
The  angels'  song,  the  seraphs'  lyre,  ^ 
And  saints  not  sing  with  such  a  choir, 

"  The  Lord  is  risen  "  ? 

4  For  not  for  them  his  life  he  gave  ; 
He  did  not  die  their  souls  to  save  ; 
It  is  for  man  that  from  the  grave 

«  The  Lord  is  risen." 

5  For  man  he  left  his  glorious  throne  ; 

For  man  to  death's  dark  realm  went  down 
And  now  to  heaven,  for  man  alone, 
"  The  Lord  is  risen." 
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191.      L.  M. 

1  WE  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day, 

Thou  who  hast  every  blessing  given,  — 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away, 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heaven. 

2  Rich  day  of  holy,  thoughtful  rest ! 

May  we  improve  thy  calm  repose, 
And,  in  God's  service  truly  blest, 
Forget  the  world,  its  joys,  its  woes. 

3  Lord  !  may  thy  truth  upon  the  heart 

Now  fall  and  dwell  as  heavenly  dew, 
And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 

Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  shelt'ring  throne. 

192.    c.  m. 

1  O  GOD  !  accept  the  sacred  hour 

Which  we  to  thee  have  given  ; 
And  let  this  hallowed  scene  have  power 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  Christ's  true  disciples  may  we  live, 

From  all  corruption  free  ; 
And  humbly  learn,  like  him,  to  give 
Our  powers,  our  wills  to  thee. 

3  And  oft  along  life's  dangerous  way, 

To  smooth  our  passage  through, 
Wilt  thou,  on  this  thy  holy  day, 
For  us  this  scene  renew. 
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THE   SABBATH. 

193.     L.M.   6  1. 

L  GREAT  God  !  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers  ; 
Gladly  we  now  to  thee  resign 

These  solemn,  consecrated  hours. 
O,  may  our  souls,  adoring,  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne  ! 

2  All-seeing  God  !  thy  piercing  eye 

Can  every  secret  thought  explore  ; 
May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly, 

And,  where  thou  art,  intrude  no  more. 
0,  may  thy  grace  our  spirits  move, 
And  fix  our  minds  on  things  above  ! 

3  Thy  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart, 

And  bid  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart ; 

Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls,  adoring,  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

194.    s."m. 

1  WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  in  such  a  place, 

Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 
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THE   SABBATH. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

195.      L.  M. 

1  ANOTHER  day,  0  Lord,  is  gone  ; 

Another  of  thy  Sabbaths  past ; 
0,  may  each  day  of  duty  done 
Be  holier,  happier  than  the  last ! 

2  And  may  the  teachings  of  thy  word, 

This  day  received,  through  life  remain  ; 
Their  gentle  influence  still  afford, 

To  soothe  each  woe,  to  calm  each  pain. 

3  Wilt  thou  be  with  us  when  apart ; 

Together,  wilt  thou  be  our  stay  ; 
Engrave  upon  thy  children's  heart 
The  lessons  of  this  holy  day. 

196.    c.  m. 

1  FREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 

To  shed  its  quickening  beams  ; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  ; 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love  ; 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  0  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  ; 
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4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air. 
With  heavenly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 

197.   7s. 

1  DAY  of  God  !  thou  blessed  day  ! 
At  thy  dawn  the  grave  gaye  way 
To  the  power  of  him  within, 
Who  had,  sinless,  bled  for  sin. 

2  Thine  the  radiance  to  illume 
First,  for  man,  the  dismal  tomb ; 
When  its  bars  their  weakness  owned, 
There  revealing  death  dethroned. 

3  Then  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 
Rose,  a  darkened  world  to  bless  ; 
Bringing  up  from  mortal  night 
Immortality  and  light. 

4  Day  of  glory,  day  of  power  ! 
Sacred  be  thine  every  hour  ; 
Emblem,  earnest,  of  the  rest 
That  remaineth  for  the  blest. 

198.      L.  M. 

1  THERE  is  a  time  when  moments  flow 

More  happily  than  all  beside  ; 
It  is,  of  all  the  times  below, 
A  Sabbath  at  the  eventide. 

2  0,  then  the  setting  sun  shines  fair  ; 

And  all  below,  and  all  above, 
The  various  forms  of  nature,  wear 
One  universal  garb  of  love  ! 
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3  And  then  the  peace  that  Jesus  brought, 

The  life  of  grace  eternal  beams  ; 
And  we,  by  his  example  taught, 
Will  prize  the  life  his  love  redeems. 

4  Delightful  scene  !  a  world  at  rest, 

A  God  all  love,  no  grief,  no  fear ; 
A  heavenly  hope,  a  peaceful  breast, 
A  smile  unsullied  by  a  tear  ! 


199.    7s. 

1  ERE  another  Sabbath's  close, 
Ere  again  we  seek  repose, 
Lord,  our  song  ascends  to  thee  ; 
At  thy  feet  we  bow  the  knee. 

2  For  the  mercies  of  the  day, 
For  this  rest  upon  our  way, 
Thanks  to  thee  alone  be  given, 
Lord  of  earth,  and  King  of  heaven. 

3  Whilst  this  thorny  path  we  tread, 
May  thy  love  our  footsteps  lead  ; 
When  our  journey  here  is  past, 
May  we  rest  with  thee  at  last. 


IX.     THE   SCRIPTURES. 

200.     L.  M. 

HOW  precious  is  thy  word,  0  God  ! 

'T  is  for  our  light  and  guidance  given  ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 
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2  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight ; 

It  quickens  its  inactive  powers  ; 
It  sets  our  wand'ring  footsteps  right ; 
Displays  thy  love,  and  kindles  ours. 

3  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts  ; 

Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true  ; 
Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts  ; 
It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 

4  Ye  favored  lands,  who  have  this  word, 

Ye  saints,  who  feel  its  saving  power, 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  his  distinguished  grace  adore. 

201.     L.M. 

1  'T  WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 
The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 

And  warm  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 
On  all  the  pages  of  thy  book  ; 

There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 
And  read  his  name  who  died  for  me. 

3  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  lost  and  vanish  in  the  wind  ; 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  ; 
This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

202.      L.M.  61. 

1  I  LOVE  the  volume  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way  ; 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray  ; 
Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

2  Thy  threat'nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  eyes, 
And  warn  rue  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  't  is  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

3  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

203.  c.  m. 

1  LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I  've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  further  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  every  thought. 

204.  c.  m. 

1  GREAT  God !  with  wonder  and  with  praise 
On  all  thy  works  I  look  ; 
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But  still  thy  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  book. 

2  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid ; 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies  ; 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfied ; 
And  here  my  hopes  arise. 

3  Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  law  ; 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been ; 
And  from  thy  gospel  let  me  draw 
The  pardon  of  my  sin. 

205.      C.  M. 

1  HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'T  is,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise  ; 

We  hate  the  sinner's  road  ; 
We  hate  our  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  0  God  ! 

206.  o.p.m. 

1  HOW  precious,  Lord,  thy  sacred  word  ! 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  in  deep  distress  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  our  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  our  feet  to  stray, 
Thy  promise  leads  to  rest. 
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2  Thy  threat'nings  wake  our  slumb'ring  eyes, 
And  warn  us  where  our  danger  lies  ; 

But  't  is  thy  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  the  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  the  soul,  and  conquers  sin, 
And  gives  a  free  reward. 

207.    cm. 

1  HAIL,  sacred  truth  !  whose  piercing  rays 

Dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 

Diffusing  o'er  the  mental  world 

The  healing  beams  of  light. 

2  Thy  word,  0  Lord,  with  friendly  aid, 

Restores  our  wand 'ring  feet, 
Converts  the  sorrows  of  the  mind 
To  joys  divinely  sweet. 

3  0,  send  thy  light  and  truth  abroad 

In  all  their  radiant  blaze, 
And  bid  th'  admiring  world  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  grace. 


208.    c.  m. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  precepts  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  favored  eyes  behold. 

3  Thy  word,  Redeemer,  cheers  our  hearts, 

La  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 
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0  may  this  lamp,  through  all  the  night 
Of  life,  make  plain  our  way  ; 

Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day  ! 


209. 


rfS. 


1  PRECIOUS  book  !  of  books  the  best 

Dearest  gift  of  God,  but  one,    • 
That  surpasses  all  the  rest,  — 
Gift  of  God's  beloved  Son  ! 

2  Gracious  Spirit !  heavenly  Dove  ! 

Thee  I  "d  slight  not,  thee  I  'd  love  ; 
By  thy  power,  and  thine  alone, 
The  value  of  this  gift  I  've  known. 


210.    cm. 

1  LORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love,  ' 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
"While  through  the  promises  I  rove 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 

3  'T  is  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 
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211.    c.  M. 

1  LIGHT  of  the  world,  shine  on  our  souls  ; 

Thy  grace  to  us  afford  ; 
And  while  we  meet  to  learn  thy  truth, 
Be  thou  our  teacher,  Lord. 

2  As  once  thou  didst  thy  word  expound 

To  those  that  walked  with  thee, 
So  teach  us,  Lord,  to  understand, 
And  its  blest  fulness  see  ; 

3  Its  richness,  sweetness,  power  and  depth, 

Its  holiness  discern  ; 
Its  joyful  news  of  saving  grace 
By  blest  experience  learn. 

4  Help  us  each  other  to  assist ; 

Thy  Spirit  now  impart ; 
Keep  humble,  but  with  love  inflame 
To  thee  and  thine,  each  heart. 

5  Thus  may  thy  word  be  dearer  still, 

And  studied  more,  each  day  ; 
And,  as  it  richly  dwells  within, 
Thyself  in  it  display. 

212.     L.  M. 

1  THE  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell ; 
'T  will  do  to  buy,  but  not  to  sell ; 

A  large  estate  that  soul  hath  got 
Who  buys  the  truth  and  sells  it  not. 

2  Truth,  like  a  diamond,  shines  most  fair  ; 
More  rich  than  pearls  and  rubies  are, 
More  worth  than  gold  and  silver  coin  ; 
0 ,  mav  it  ever  in  us  shine  ! 

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3  'T  is  truth  that  binds,  and  truth  makes  free, 
And  sets  the  soul  at  liberty 
From  sin  and  Satan's  heavy  chain, 
And  then  within  the  heart  doth  reign. 


&" 


213.    7s. 

1  DOES  the  Lord  of  glory  speak 
To  his  creatures  here  below  ? 
And  may  souls  so  frail  and  weak 
All  his  gracious  dealings  know  ? 
Does  the  blessed  Bible  bring 
Tidings  from  our  heavenly  King  ? 

2  0,  with  what  intense  desire 
Should  we  search  that  sacred  book  ! 
Here  our  zeal  should  never  tire  ; 
Here  we  should  delight  to  look 
For  the  rules  by  mercy  given, 

To  conduct  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Shall  not  he  that  humbly  seeks 
All  the  light  of  truth  discern  ? 
Do  we  not,  when  Jesus  speaks, 
Feel  our  hearts  within  us  burn  ? 
For  his  soul-reviving  voice 
Bids  the  mourner  to  rejoice. 

4  Lord,  thy  teaching  grace  impart, 
That  we  may  not  read  in  vain  ; 
Write  thy  precepts  on  our  hearts, 
Make  thy  truths  and  doctrines  plain  ; 
Let  thy  message  us  renew, 

All  our  wills  to  thee  subdue. 

214.    cm. 

1  THE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
The  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
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And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light,  descending  from  above, 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 
Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

3  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied  ; 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 


215.    c.  m. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  'T  is  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Here  purer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

3  'T  is  here  the  Saviour's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  0 ,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever-dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing;  light  ! 

5  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  forever  near  ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  here. 
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216.   c.  m. 

1  OPPRESSED  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

We  come  to  thee,  our  Lord  ; 
"While  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  holy  word. 

2  The  volume  of  our  Father's  grace 

Does  all  our  grief  dispel ; 
Here  we  behold  our  Saviour's  face, 
And  learn  to  do  his  will. 

3  Here  living  water  freely  flows, 

To  cleanse  us  from  our  sin  ; 
'T  is  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

4  0,  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

Our  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  we  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand  ! 

217.       C.  M. 

1  0,  THAT  thy  statutes,  every  hour, 

Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick 'ning  power, 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word  ; 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

218.    l.  m. 

1  "WE  sing  thy  mercy,  God  of  love, 
Which  sent  the  Saviour  from  above. 
To  free  our  race  from  sin  and  woe, 
And  spread  thy  peace  and  truth  below. 
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2  We  thank  thee  for  the  words  he  brought ; 
We  thank  thee  that  he  lived,  and  taught 
Our  frail,  imperfect  souls  to  be 

In  humble  mode,  resembling  thee. 

3  We  thank  thee  for  thy  gracious  care, 
That  kept  those  sacred  pages  fair 
Through  every  age,  whose  lines  record 
The  deeds  and  precepts  of  our  Lord. 

219.      L.  M. 

1  GOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'T  is  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live  ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

220.    c.  m. 

1  0,  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! 
'T  is  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 
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2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

3  Thy  heavenly  words  my  heart  engage, 

And  well  employ  my  tongue  ; 
And,  through  my  weary  pilgrimage, 
Yield  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

221.  c.  m. 

1  "WHAT  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page  ! 

Majestic,  like  the  sun, 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day  ! 

222.  l.  m. 

1  LET  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord  ; 

For  thou  hast  brought  salvation  down, 

And  stored  its  blessings  in  thy  word. 

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2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 
Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  deep  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 


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3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands 
Thy  promises,  how  large  and  free  ! 

Firm  on  this  ground  our  comfort  stands. 

4  Should  all  the  schemes  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 
I  'd  count  them  vanity  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

2^3.      8s  &  7s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  PRECIOUS  Bible  !  what  a  treasure 

Does  the  word  of  God  afford  ! 
All  we  want  for  life  or  pleasure, 

Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword  ; 
Let  the  world  account  us  poor  ; 
Having  this,  we  need  no  more. 

2  Food,  to  which  the  world  's  a  stranger, 

Here  the  hungry  soul  enjoys  ; 
Of  excess  there  is  no  danger  ; 

Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys  : 
On  a  living  Christ  we  feed  ; 
He  is  meat  and  drink  indeed. 

3  "When  our  souls  are  faint  and  sickly, 

Or  when  Satan  wounds  our  minds, 
Cordials  to  revive  us  quickly, 

Healing  med'cines  here  we  find  : 
To  the  promises  we  flee  ; 
Each  affords  a  remedy. 
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THE   SCRIPTURES. 

4  Shall  we  envy  then  the  miser, 
Doting  on  his  golden  store  ? 

Sure  we  are,  or  should  be,  wiser  ; 
We  are  rich,  'tis  he  is  poor : 

Jesus  gives  us  in  his  word 

Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword. 

'  224.     8s&7s. 

1  PRAISE  to  him,  by  whose  kind  favor 

Heavenly  truth  has  reached  our  ears  ! 
May  its  sweet  reviving  savor 

Fill  our  hearts  and  calm  our  fears. 

2  Truth  !  how  sacred  is  the  treasure  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  its  worth  to  know  ; 
Vain  the  hope,  and  short  the  pleasure, 
"Which  from  other  sources  flow. 

3  What  of  truth  we  have  been  hearing, 

Fix,  0  Lord,  in  every  heart  ; 
In  the  day  of  thy  appearing 
May  we  share  thy  people's  part. 

4  Till  we  leave  this  world  forever, 

May  we  live  beneath  thine  eye  ; 
This  our  aim,  our  sole  endeavor, 
Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die. 

225.    ts.  * 

1  HOLY  Bible!  book  divine  ! 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine  ! 
Mine,  to  tell  me  whence  I  came  ; 
Mine,  to  teach  me  what  I  am  ; 

2  Mine,  to  chide  me  when  I  rove  ; 
Mine,  to  show  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
Mine  art  thou,  to  guide  my  feet ; 
Mine  to  judge,  condemn,  acquit. 

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3  Mine,  to  comfort  in  distress, 
If  the  Holy  Spirit  bless  ; 
Mine,  to  show,  by  living  faith, 
Man  can  triumph  over  death  ; 

4  Mine,  to  tell  of  joys  to  come, 
And  the  rebel  sinner's  doom  ;  — 
0,  thou  holy  book  divine  ! 
Precious  treasure,  thou  art  mine  ! 

226.  s.  m. 

1  HOW  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

Thy  judgments  all  are  just ; 
And  ever  in  thy  promise,  Lord, 
May  man  securely  trust. 

2  I  hear  thy  word  in  love ; 

In  faith  thy  word  obey  ; 
0,  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 
And  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way  ! 

3  Thy  counsels  all  are  plain, 

Thy  precepts  all  are  pure  ; 
And,  long  as  heaven  and  earth  remain, 
Thy  truth  shall  still  endure. 

4  0,  may  my  soul,  with  joy, 

Trust  in  thy  faithful  word  ! 
Be  it  through  life  my  glad  employ 
To  keep  thy  precepts,  Lord. 

227.  s.  m. 

1  GOD'S  word  is  the  true  light, 
When  other  lamps  grow  dim ; 
'Twill  never  burn  less  purely  bright, 
Nor  lead  astray  from  him. 
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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

It  is  love's  blessed  band, 

That  reaches  from  the  throne 

To  him,  whoe'er  he  be,  whose  hand 
Will  seize  it  for  his  own. 

2  It  is  the  golden  key 

Unto  celestial  wealth, 
Joy  to  the  sons  of  poverty, 

And  to  the  sick  man,  health  ! 
The  gently  proffered  aid 

Of  one  who  knows,  and  best 
Supplies  the  beings  he  has  made 

With  what  will  make  them  blest. 

3  It  is  the  sweetest  sound 

That  infant  years  can  hear, 
Travelling  across  that  holy  ground, 

With  God  and  angels  near. 
There  rests  the  weary  head, 

There  age  and  sorrow  go  ; 
And  how  it  smooths  the  dying  bed, 

0,  let  the  Christian  show  ! 

228.    c.  m. 

1  JESUS,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 

To  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 
Teach  and  instruct  me  by  thy  word, 
And  make  me  truly  wise. 

2  Make  me  to  know  and  understand 

Thy  whole  revealed  will ; 
Fain  would  I  learn  to  comprehend 
Thy  love  more  clearly  still. 

3  Help  me  to  read  the  Bible  o'er 

With  ever  new  delight ; 
Help  me  to  love  its  Author  more  ; 
To  seek  thee  day  and  night. 
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4  0,  let  it  purify  my  heart, 

And  guide  me  all  my  days  ! 
Its  wonders,  Lord,  to  me  impart, 
And  thou  shalt  have  the  praise. 

229.  c.  m. 

1  WHAT  is  the  chaff,  the  word  of  man, 

When  set  against  the  wheat  ? 
Can  it  a  dying  soul  sustain,  ' 
Like  that  immortal  meat  ? 

2  Thy  word,  0  God,  with  heavenly  bread 

Thy  children  doth  supply  ; 
And  those  who  by  thy  word  are  fed, 
Their  souls  shall  never  die. 

230.  cm. 

1  LADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

I  fly  to  thee, -my  Lord  ; 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage  ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almost  in  every  page. 

3  0  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

My  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  forsake  thehappy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand  ! 

231.  c.  m. 

1  THE  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey  ; 
The  earth  maintains  her  place ; 
And  these  thy  servants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  power  express. 
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2  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  ; 
Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

3  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


X.     MESSIAH. 

Advent  and  Nativity. 

232.  8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

ANGELS,  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth  ! 

Ye,  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth  : 

Come  and  worship, — 
"Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

Shepherds,  in  the  fields  abiding, 

Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night ; 

God  with  man  is  now  residing  ; 
Yonder  shines  the  heavenly  light  : 

Come  and  worship, — 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 

Saints,  before  the  altar  bending, 

Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 
In  his  temple  shall  appear  : 

Come  and  worship,  — 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 
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233.      8s&7s. 

1  HARK  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo  !  th'  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

"Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  : 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

3  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing  ! 
O,  receive  whom  God  appointed 

For  your  prophet,  priest,  and  king  !  " 

234.    s.  m. 

1  WE  come,  with  joyful  song, 

To  hail  this  happy  morn  ! 
Glad  tidings  from  an  angel's  tongue, 
"  This  day  is  Jesus  born  !  " 

2  What  transports  doth  his  name 

To  sinful  men  afford  ! 
His  glorious  titles  we  proclaim  : 
A  Saviour  —  Christ  —  the  Lord  ! 

3  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

All  hail  the  happy  morn  ! 
We  join  the  anthems  of  the  sky, 
And  sing,  "  The  Saviour  's  born  !  " 
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235.  cm. 

1  MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 

Joy,  love  and  gratitude  combine 

To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night, 

Lay  all  the  eastern  world, 
When,  bursting,  glorious,  heavenly  light, 
The  wondrous  scene  unfurled. 

3  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  ; 
Good-will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 

4  0  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  love, 

Our  hearts  and  songs  to  raise  ; 
Sweetly  to  bear  our  souls  above, 
And  mingle  with  their  lays  ! 

5  With  joy  the  chorus  we  '11  repeat, 

Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
Jesus  was  born  to  die  ! 

G  Hail  !  Prince  of  life,  forever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ; 
Though  earth  and  time  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

236.  s.  m. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  grace  appears, 
The  blessing  promised  long  ! 
Angels  announce  the  Saviour  near, 
In  this  triumphant  song  : 
13G 


MESSIAH. 

2  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ; 
Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth  !  " 

3  In  worship  so  divine 

Let  men  employ  their  tongues  ; 
With  the  celestial  hosts  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs  : 

4  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ; 
Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth  !  " 

237.    cm. 

1  CALM  on  the  list'ning  ear  of  night 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs  from  courts  above 

Shed  sacred  glories  there  ; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answ'ring  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply  ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "  Glory  to  God  !  "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring  ; 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  Eternal  King  !  " 
137 


MESSIAH. 

238.  cm. 

1  HARK !  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes  • 

The  Saviour  promised  long  ; 
Let  every  heart  a  throne  prepare, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  He  comes  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  wretched  bondage  held  : 
The  gates  of  brass  before  hiui  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

3  He  comes  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

4  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

239.  c.  m. 

1  JOHN  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

To  go  before  his  face  ; 
The  herald  which  the  Prince  of  Peace 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

2  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  guilt  away  ! 
I  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head 
On  his  baptizing  day. 

3  Be  every  vale  exalted  high, 

Sink  every  mountain  low  ; 
The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 
Shall  his  salvation  know. 

4  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arise, 

Ye  that  in  darkness  sit ; 
He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 
138 


MESSIAH. 

240.    cm. 

1  WHILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he  (for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind)  ; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord  ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : 

4  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph  ;  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God  on  high, 
Who  thus  addressed  their  song  : 

G  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good-will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease  !  ' ' 

241.   7s. 

1  SONGS  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 
139 


MESSIAH. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born  ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away  ; 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  the  day  : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth . 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kino-dom  come  ? 
No  !  the  church  is  called  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  of  grateful  praise. 

242.    7s. 

1  HARK  !  the  herald-angels  sing, 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ! 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 

2  Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by  ; 
Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die; 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 

Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies. 

3  "  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  !  " 
Let  us  all  the  anthem  sing  ; 

"  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled." 

243.     lis  &  10s. 

HAIL,  thou  blest  morn,  when  the  great  Mediator 
Down  from  the  mansion  of  heaven  did  descend  ! 

Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger  ; 
Lo  !  for  his  guard  the  bright  angels  attend. 

Star  in  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 

Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  was  laid  ; 
140 


MESSIAH. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid. 

Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  were  shining  ; 

Low  lay  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall  ; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining, 

Maker  and  Monarch  and  Saviour  of  all ! 
Say,  shall  we  yield  him  a  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Eden,  and  off'rings  divine  ; 
Gems  from  the  mountain,  or  pearls  from  the  ocean, 

Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure  ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 
Low  at  his  feet,  we,  in  humble  prostration, 

Lose  all  our  sorrow,  and  trouble,  and  strife  ; 
There  we  receive  his  divine  consolation, 

Flowing  afresh  from  the  fountain  of  life. 

He  is  our  friend  in  the  midst  of  temptation  ; 

Faithful  supporter,  whose  love  cannot  fail  ; 
Rock  of  our  refuge  and  hope  of  salvation  ; 

Light  to  direct  us  through  death's  gloomy  vale. 
Star  of  the  morning  !  thy  brightness  increases  ; 

Soon  from  the  mansion  of  heaven  shall  descend, 
Glorious  in  light,  he  whose  love  never  ceases  : 

Shepherds,  and  all  men,  the  warning  attend  ! 

244.   h.  m. 

1  HARK  !  what  celestial  sounds, 
What  music  fills  the  air  ! 
Soft  warbling  to  the  morn, 
It  strikes  the  ravished  ear  : 


Now  all  is  still, 
Now  wild  it  floats, 


In  tuneful  note«, 
Loud,  sweet,  and  shrill. 
141 


MESSIAH. 

2  Th'  angelic  hosts  descend, 

With  harmony  divine : 
See  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 
And  in  full  chorus  join  ! 
Fear  not,  say  they,  Jesus  your  King 

Great  joy  we  bring  :  Is  born  to-day. 

3  He  comes,  your  souls  to  save 

From  death's  eternal  gloom  ; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 

He  lifts  you  from  the  tomb. 
Your  voices  raise,  Your  songs  unite, 

With  sons  of  light  Of  endless  praise. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound  ! 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 
To  earth's  remotest  bound. 


For  peace  on  earth, 
From  God  in  heaven, 


To  man  is  given, 
At  Jesus'  birth. 


245.       8s,  6s  &  5s. 

1  LIFT  up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope  ; 

Salute  the  happy  morn  ; 
Each  heavenly  power 
Proclaims  the  glad  hour  ; 

Lo  !  Jesus  the  Saviour  is  born  ! 

2  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ; 

To  him  all  praise  is  due  ; 
The  promise  is  sealed, 
The  Saviour  's  revealed, 

And  proves  that  the  record  is  true. 

3  Let  joy  around  like  rivers  flow  ; 

Flow  on,  and  still  increase ; 
Spread  o'er  the  glad  earth, 
At  Emanuel's  birth ; 

For  heaven  and  earth  arc  at  peace. 
142 


MESSIAH. 

4  Now  the  good-will  of  God  is  shown 
Towards  Adam's  helpless  race  ; 

Messiah  is  come, 

To  ransom  his  own, 

To  save  them  by  infinite  grace. 

*"     246.    l.  m. 

1  WHEN,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks,  — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode  ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark  ; 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  found'ring  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  courage  froze  ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose,  — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease  ; 
And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

Mission  and  Life. 

247.    c.  m. 

1  SEE,  from  on  high,  a  light  divine 
On  Jesus'  head  descend  ; 
And  hear  the  sacred  voice  from  heaven 
That  bids  us  all  attend. 
143 


MESSIAH. 

2  "  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son," 

Proclaimed  the  voice  divine  ; 
"  Hear  him,"  his  heavenly  Father  said, 
"  For  all  his  words  are  mine." 

3  His  mission  thus  confirmed  from  heaven, 

The  great  Messiah  came ; 
And  heavenly  wisdom  showed  to  man 
In  God  his  Father's  name. 


248.    c.  m. 

GREAT  God  !  wert  thou  extreme  to  mark 

The  deeds  we  do  amiss, 
Before  thy  presence  who  could  stand, 

Who  claim  thy  promised  bliss  ? 
But,  0  !   all  merciful  and  just, 

Thy  love  surpasseth  thought ; 
A  gracious  Saviour  has  appeared, 

And  peace  and  pardon  brought. 

Thy  servants  in  the  temple  watched 

The  dawning  of  the  day, 
Impatient  with  its  earliest  beams 

Their  holy  vows  to  pay  ; 
And  chosen  saints  far  off  beheld 

That  great  and  glorious  morn, 
When  the  glad  day-spring  from  on  high 

Auspiciously  should  dawn. 

On  us  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Its  brightest  beams  hath  poured  ; 
With  grateful  hearts  and  holy  zeal, 

Lord,  be  thy  love  adored  ; 
And  let  us  look  with  joyful  hope 

To  that  more  glorious  day, 
Before  whose  brightness,  sin  and  death, 

And  grief,  shall  flee  away. 
144 


MESSIAH. 

249.    s.  m. 

1  THE  law  by  Moses  came  ; 

But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
"Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

2  Amidst  the  house  of  God 

Their  different  works  are  done  ; 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 

Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 
The  sovereign  and  the  head. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  submit  ; 
And  humbly  bow  at  his  command, 
And  fall  beneath  his  feet. 

5  The  man  who  durst  despise 

The  law  that  Moses  brought  — 
Behold,  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presumptuous  fault ! 

6  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 

On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 


250.    s.  m. 

BEHOLD  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 
The  sure  prophetic  word. 
10  145 


MESSIAH. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  Righteousness  ; 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

In  rich  abundance  shed, 
On  this  great  prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  the  light  of  men  ! 

His  doctrine  life  imparts  ; 
0,  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts  ! 

5  Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 


251.      L.  M. 

1  NOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men 

Did  Christ  the  Son  of  God  appear  ; 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 
No  flaming  sword  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  loved  the  race  of  man  so  well, 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word  ; 

Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  lire  . 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 
His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

146 


MESSIAH. 

252.  l.  m. 

1  O'ER  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 

The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast, 
And  on  the  waters  drearily 

Descends  the  fitful  evening  blast. 

2  The  weary  bird  hath  left  the  air, 

And  sunk  into  his  sheltered  nest ; 
The  wand'ring  beast  has  sought  his  lair, 
And  laid  him  down  to  welcome  rest. 

3  Still,  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 

Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind  ; 
And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head, 

Flows  the  chill  night-damp  of  the  wind. 

4  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 

Why  seeks  he  not  a  pillowed  bed  ? 

Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  its  nest, 

He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

5  Such  was  the  lot  he  freely  chose, 

To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race  ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 

253.  l.  m. 

1  O,  LEARN  of  me  !  the  Saviour  cried, 
0,  learn  of  me,  ye  sons  of  pride  ! 

For  I  am  lowly,  humble,  meek, 

No  haughty  looks  high  thoughts  bespeak. 

2  Yes,  blest  Redeemer  !    thou  wast  mild, 
Patient,  and  gentle  as  a  child  ; 

And  they  who  would  thy  kingdom  see, 
Must  meek  and  lowly  be  like  thee. 
147 


MESSIAH. 

254.    l.  m. 

1  "WHAT  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Do  Jesus'  high  commission  prove  ; 
Attest  his  heaven-derived  claim, 

And  glorify  his  Father's  name  ! 

2  On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day 
He  pours  the  bright  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears,  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

3  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed,  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  every  nerve  ;  and,  free  from  pain, 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

4  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers  ; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affection  cease  to  mourn. 

5  Canst  thou,  my  soul,  these  wonders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  ? 
Canst  thou  behold  thy  Prophet's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served  adore  ? 


255.    l.  m. 

1  BEHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 

The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name  ! 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  his  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

148 


MESSIAH. 

3  He  dies  !  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ; 
He  rises  !  and  appears  with  God  : 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die ! 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 


256.    7s. 

1  COME,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  : 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 
Ye,  whose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise  ; 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn  ; 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  ; 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear  ? 

5  Sinner,  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  «that  flows  for  every  wound  ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

149 


MESSIAH. 

257.    c.  m. 

1  THE  winds  were  howling  o'er  the  deep, 

Each  wave  a  watery  hill  ; 
The  Saviour  wakened  from  his  sleep  ; 
He  spake,  and  all  was  still. 

2  The  madman  in  a  tomb  had  made 

His  mansion  of  despair  ; 
Woe  to  the  traveller  who  strayed 
With  heedless  footsteps  there  ! 

3  He  met  that  glance  so  thrilling  sweet, 

He  heard  those  accents  mild  ; 
And,  melting  at  Messiah's  feet, 
Wept  like  a  weaned  child. 

4  0,  madder  than  the  raving  man  ! 

0 ,  deafer  than  the  sea  ! 
How  long  the  time  since  Christ  began 
To  call  in  vain  to  me  ! 

5  Yet,  could  I  hear  him  once  again, 

As  I  have  heard  of  old, 
Methinks  he  should  not  call  in  vain 
His  wanderer  to  the  fold. 


258.    cm. 

1  BEHOLD  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 

Appears  each  grace  divine ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 
150 


MESSIAH. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned  he  bowed  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide  ; 

His  image  may  we  bear  ; 
0,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

259.    o.  m. 

1  IS  there  on  earth  a  nobler  name 

Than  Jesus  to  be  found  ? 
Who  can  assert  a  higher  claim, 
Or  more  with  truth  abound  ? 

2  The  Son  of  God,  adorned  with  grace, 

Commissioned  from  above, 
He  bears  to  our  rebellious  race 
The  messages  of  love. 

3  How  noble  were  the  truths  he  taught ! 

How  pure  the  life  he  led  ! 
And  shall  another  Lord  be  sought, 
And  we  disown  our  Head  ? 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  shall  we  let 

Our  heavenly  prospects  go, 
And,  madly,  at  defiance  set 
The  threats  of  future  woe  ? 

5  Forbid  it,  Lord  !  nor  let  us  yield 

To  this  unworthy  shame  ; 
But  each,  with  holy  courage  filled, 
Rejoice  in  Jesus'  name. 
151 


MESSIAH. 

260.  l.  m. 

1  MY  blessed  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 

But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  What  truth  and  love  thy  bosom  fill ! 
AVhat  zeal  to  do  thy  Father's  will ! 
Such  zeal,  and  truth,  and  love  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

261.  c.  m. 

1  IN  duties  and  in  suff 'rings  too, 

My  Lord  I  fain  would  trace  ; 

As  he  hath  done  so  would  I  do, 

Sustained  by  heavenly  grace. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  't  was  his  delight 

To  do  his  Father's  will ; 
May  the  same  zeal  my  soul  excite 
His  precepts  to  fulfil ! 

3  Meekness,  humility  and  love. 

Through  all  his  conduct  shine  ; 
O  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine! 
152 


MESSIAH. 

Sufferings  and  Death. 

262.  l.  m. 

1  RIDE  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Hark  !  all  the  tribes  hosanna  cry  ! 
Thy  humble  beast  pursues  his  road, 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strewed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die  ! 

0  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin  ! 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wond'ring  eyes, 
To  see  th'  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 

Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh  ; 
The  Father,  on  his  sapphire  throne, 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son  ! 

263.  l.  m. 

1  A  VOICE  upon  the  midnight  air, 

Where  Kedron's  moonlit  waters  stray, 
Weeps  forth,  in  agony  and  prayer, 
"  0  Father,  take  this  cup  away  !  " 

2  Ah,  thou  who  sorrow'st  unto  death  ! 

We  conquer  in  thy  mortal  fray  ; 
And  Earth  for  all  her  children  saith, 
"  0  God,  take  not  this  cup  away  !  " 

3  0  Lord  of  sorrow  !  meekly  die  ; 

Thou  'It  heal  or  hallow  all  our  woe ; 
Thy  name  refresh  the  mourner's  sigh, 
Thy  peace  revive  the  faint  and  low. 
153 


MESSIAH. 

4  Great  Chief  of  faithful  souls,  arise  ! 
None  else  can  lead  the  martyr  band, 
Who  teach  the  brave  how  peril  flies, 
When  faith,  unarmed,  uplifts  the  hand. 

264.      8s&6s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  BEYOND  where  Kedron's  waters  flow, 
Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go 

To  sad  Gethsemane  ; 
His  countenance  is  all  divine, 
Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line. 

2  He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men  ; 
He  cries  to  God,  and  cries  again, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  ; 
He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above  — 
"  My  Father,  can  this  cup  remove  ?  " 

3  With  gentle  resignation,  still, 
He  yielded  to  his  Father's  will, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  ; 
"  Behold  mo  here,  thine  only  Son  ; 
And,  Father,  let  thy  will  be  done  !  ' ' 

4  The  Father  heard  ;  and  angels,  there, 
Sustained  the  Son  of  God  in  prayer, 

In  sad  Gethsemane  ; 
He  drank  the  dreadful  cup  of  pain, 
Then  rose  to  life  and  joy  again. 

265.    l.  m. 

1  LORD  !  in  the  garden  agony 

No  light  seemed  on  thy  soul  to  break ; 
No  form  of  seraph  lingered  nigh, 
Nor  yet  the  voice  of  comfort  spake  ; 

2  Till,  by  thine  own  triumphant  word, 

The  victory  over  ill  was  won  ; 
154 


.MESSIAH". 

Till  the  sweet,  mournful  cry  was  heard, 
"  Thy  will,  0  God,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 

3  Lord,  bring  these  precious  moments  back, 

When,  fainting,  against  sin  we  strain  ; 
Or  in  thy  counsels  fail  to  track 

Aught  but  the  present  grief  and  pain. 

4  In  weakness,  help  us  to  contend  ; 

In  darkness,  yield  to  God  our  will ; 
And  true  hearts,  faithful  to  the  end, 
Cheer  by  thine  holy  angels  still. 

266.  l.m. 

1  "  FATHER  divine  !  "  the  Saviour  cried, 
While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 

"  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away  ! 

2  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne, 
Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 

I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 

And  say,  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 

3  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low  ; 
Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 
Would  say,  Thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done  ! 

4  Then,  though  like  him  in  dust  we  lie, 
We  '11  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh, 
Which,  from  our  portion  in  his  pains, 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  he  reigns. 

267.  l.  m. 

1  BEHOLD  the  man  !  how  glorious  he  ! 
Before  his  foes  he  stands  una  wed, 
155 


MESSIAH. 

And,  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  to  be  the  Son  of*  God! 

2  Behold  the  man  !  by  all  condemned, 

Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes  ; 
His  person  and  his  claims  contemned  ; 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

3  Behold  the  man  !  so  weak  he  seems, 

His  awful  word  inspires  no  fear  ; 
But  soon  must  he  who  now  blasphemes 
Before  his  judgment-seat  appear. 

4  Behold  the  man  !  though  scorned  below, 

He  bears  the  greatest  name  above  ; 
The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 

268.    l.  m. 

1  'T  IS  midnight  ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 

The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone  ; 
'T  is  midnight ;  in  the  garden,  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'T  is  midnight ;  and,  from  all  removed. 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone,  with  fears  ; 
E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'T  is  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood  ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'T  is  midnight ;  and  from  ether  plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know  ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 

That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 
156 


MESSlAfl. 

269.    l.  m. 

1  THE  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 

Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer  ; 
Through  yielding  glooms  behold  his  face  ; 
Nor  form  nor  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Last  eve,  by  those  he  called  his  own 

Betrayed,  forsaken  or  denied, 
He  met  his  enemies  alone, 

In  all  their  malice,  rage,  and  pride. 

3  No  guile  within  his  mouth  is  found  ; 

He  neither  threatens  nor  complains  ; 
Meek  as  a  lamb  for  slaughter  bound, 
Dumb  midst  his  murd'rers  he  remains. 

4  But  hark  !  he  prays,  —  't  is  for  his  foes  ; 

He  speaks,  —  'tis  comfort  to  his  friends  ; 
Answers, — and  Paradise  bestows  ; 
He  bows  his  head,  —  the  conflict  ends. 

5  Truly,  this  was  the  Son  of  God  ! 

Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise, 
And  bruised  beneath  the  Father's  rod  ; 
Not  for  himself,  —  for  man  he  dies. 

270.      8s&7s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  'T  WAS  the  day  when  God's  Anointed 
Died  for  us  the  death  appointed, 

Bleeding  on  the  dreadful  cross  ; 
Day  of  darkness,  day  of  terror, 
Deadly  fruit  of  ancient  error, 

Nature's  fall,  and  Eden's  loss. 

2  Haste,  prepare  the  bitter  chalice  ! 
Gentile  hate  and  Jewish  malice 

Lift  the  royal  victim  high,  — 
157 


MESSIAH. 

Like  the  serpent,  wonder-gifted, 
Which  the  prophet  once  uplifted,  — 
For  a  sinful  world  to  die. 

3  Conscious  of  the  deed  unholy, 
Nature's  pulses  beat  more  slowly, 

And  the  sun  his  light  denied  ; 
Darkness  wrapped  the  sacred  city, 
And  the  earth  with  fear  and  pity 

Trembled  when  the  Just  One  died. 

4  It  is  finished,  man  of  sorrows  ! 
From  thy  cross  our  nature  borrows 

Strength  to  bear  and  conquer  thus  : 
While  exalted  there  we  view  thee, 
Mighty  Sufferer,  draw  us  to  thee  ; 

Sufferer  victorious  ! 

5  Not  in  vain  for  us  uplifted, 
Man  of  sorrows,  wonder-gifted  ! 

May  that  sacred  symbol  be 
Eminent  amid  the  ages, 
Guide  of  heroes  and  of  sages  ; 

May  it  guide  us  still  to  thee  ! 

271.      L.  M. 

1  EXTENDED  on  a  cursed  tree, 

Covered  with  dust,  and  sweat  and  blood, 
See  there,  the  King  of  glory  see  ! 
Sinks  and  expires  the  Son  of  God. 

2  "Who,  who,  my  Saviour,  this  hath  done? 

Who  could  thy  sacred  body  wound  ? 
No  guilt  thy  spotless  heart  hath  known, 
No  guile  hath  in  thy  lips  been  found. 

3  I,  I  alone  have  done  the  deed  ; 

'T  is  I  thy  sacred  flesh  have  torn  ; 
My  sins  have  caused  thee,  Lord,  to  bleed  ; 
Pointed  the  nail,  and  fixed  the  thorn. 
158 


MESSIAH. 

4  For  me  the  burden  to  sustain, 

Too  great,  on  thee,  my  Lord,  was  laid  ; 
To  heal  me,  thou  hast  borne  the  pain  ; 
To  bless  me,  thou  a  curse  wast  made. 

5  My  Saviour,  how  shall  I  proclaim, 

How  pay,  the  mighty  debt  I  owe? 
Let  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am, 

Ceaseless,  to  all,  thy  glory  show. 

6  Still  let  thy  tears,  thy  groans,  thy  sighs, 

O'erflow  my  eyes,  and  heave  my  breast, 
Till,  loosed  from  flesh  and  earth,  I  rise, 
And  ever  in  thy  bosom  rest. 

272.    l.  m. 

1  'T  IS  finished  !  the  Messiah  dies  ; 

Cut  off  for  sins,  but  not  his  own  ; 
Accomplished  is  the  sacrifice  ; 

The  great  redeeming  work  is  done. 

2  'Tis  finished  !  all  the  debt  is  paid  ; 

Justice  divine  is  satisfied  ; 
The  grand  and  full  atonement  made  ; 
Christ  for  a  guilty  world  hath  died. 

3  The  veil  is  rent ;  in  him  alone 

The  living  way  to  heaven  is  seen  ; 
The  middle  wall  is  broken  down, 
And  all  mankind  may  enter  in. 

4  The  types  and  figures  are  fulfilled  ; 

Exacted  is  the  legal  pain  ; 
The  precious  promises  are  sealed  ; 
The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  is  slain. 

5  Death,  hell,  and  sin,  are  now  subdued  ; 

All  grace  is  now  to  sinners  given  ! 
And,  lo  !  I  plead  th'  atoning  blood, 
And  in  thy  right  I  claim  my  heaven. 
159 


MESSIAH. 

273.    l.  m. 

1  FROM  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard  — 

A  bitter  and  heart-rending  cry  ; 

My  Saviour  !  every  mournful  word 

Bespeaks  thy  soul's  deep  agony. 

2  A  horror  of  great  darkness  fell 

On  thee,  thou  spotless,  holy  One  ! 
And  all  the  swarming  hosts  of  hell 
Conspired  to  tempt  God's  only  Son. 

3  The  scourge,  the  thorns,  the  deep  disgrace, 

These  thou  couldst  bear,  nor  once  repine  ; 
But  when  Jehovah  veiled  his  face, 
Unutterable  pangs  were  thine. 

4  Let  the  dumb  world  its  silence  break  ; 

Let  pealing  anthems  rend  the  sky  ; 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul,  aAvake  ! 
He  died,  that  we  might  never  die. 

5  Lord,  on  thy  cross  I  fix  mine  eye  ; 

If  e'er  I  lose  its  strong  control, 
0,  let  that  dying,  piercing  cry, 
Melt  and  reclaim  my  wandering  soul  ! 

274.    c.  m. 

1  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 

Nailed  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  me  ! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans  !  while  nature  shake 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ; 
The  temple's  vail  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 
160 


MESSIAH. 

3  'T  is  done  !  the  precious  ransom  's  paid  ; 

"  Receive  my  soul,"  he  cries  ; 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head  ! 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

4  But  soon  he  '11  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine  ; 
0,  Lamb  of  God  !  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love,  like  thine  ? 


275.    c.  m. 

1  FROM  whence  these  direful  omens  'round, 

Which  heaven  and  earth  amaze  ? 
And  why  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  ground  ? 
Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays  ? 

2  Well  may  the  earth,  astonished,  shake, 

And  nature  sympathize  ! 
The  sun  as  darkest  night  be  black  ; 
The  Saviour,  Jesus,  dies. 

3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree, 

His  all-atoning  blood  ; 
Is  this  the  Infinite ?  'tis  he,  — 
My  Saviour  and  my  Lord. 

4  For  me  these  pangs  his  soul  assail ; 

For  me  this  death  is  borne  ; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail, 
And  pointed  every  thorn. 

5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave  ; 

Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain  ; 
0,  save  me,  whom  thou  earnest  to  save, 

Nor  bleed  nor  die  in  vain  ! 
11  161 


MESSIAH. 

276.  l.  m. 

1  STRETCHED  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies  ; 
Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ; 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Descends  the  sacred,  crimson  tide. 

2  And  didst  thou  bleed  ?  —  for  sinners  bleed  ? 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  ? 

No  ;  he  withdrew  his  cheering  ray, 
And  darkness  veiled  the  mourning  day. 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  mercy  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Unmoved  by  either  love  or  pain  ? 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart, 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 

277.  L.M. 

1  "  'TIS  finished  !  " — so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died  ; 

"  'Tis  finished  !  "  —  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  thevict'ry  won. 

2  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  — all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old  ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  —  Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour  ; 

And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 
162 


MESSIAH. 

"  'T  is  finished  !  "  —  let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round ; 
"  'T  is  finished  !  "  —  let  the  triumph  rise, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

Besurrection  and  Ascension. 

278.   7s. 

1  CHRIST  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  ; 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high  ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  vict'ry  won  ; 
Jesus'  agony  is  o'er  ; 

Darkness  veils  the  earth  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal  ; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  him  rise  ; 
Christ  has  opened  paradise. 

4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head  ; 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise  ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  prize  ! 

279.    cm. 

1  BLEST  morning  !  whose  first  dawning  rays 

Beheld  the  Son  of  God 
Arise  triumphant  from  the  grave, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

2  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  tomb, 

The  great  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 
163 


MESSIAH. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  combined  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord,  in  vain  ; 
Sudden,  the  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord, 

We  sacred  honors  pay  ; 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumphs  of  the  day. 

5  Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King  ! 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  seas, 
"With  glad  hosannas  ring. 

280.  h.  m. 

1  AWAKE,  our  drowsy  souls, 

And  burst  the  slothful  band ; 
The  wonders  of  this  day 

Our  noblest  songs  demand  ; 
Auspicious  morn  !  thy  blissful  rays 
Bright  seraphs  hail  in  songs  of  praise. 

2  At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluctant  death  resigned 
The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

In  dark  domains  confined. 
Th'  angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
And  he  amid  their  shouts  ascends. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings  ; 
While  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings : 
"  Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign." 

4  Gird  on,  great  Prince,  thy  sword  ; 

Ascend  thy  conq'ring  car  ; 
While  justice,  truth,  and  love, 
1G4 


MESSIAH. 

Maintain  the  glorious  war. 
Victorious,  thou  thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

281.    8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

LOOK,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious  ! 

See  the  "  Man  of  Sorrows  "  now  ; 
From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 

Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow. 
Crown  him,  crown  him  ! 

Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow  ! 

Crown  the  Saviour,  angels  crown  him  ! 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings  ; 
In  the  seat  of  power  enthrone  him, 

While  the  vault  of  heaven  rings. 
Crown  him,  crown  him  ! 

Crown  the  Saviour  "  King  of  kings  !  " 

I  Sinners  in  derision  crowned  him,  ^ 
Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim  ; 
Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name. 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ! 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame  ! 

t  Hark  !  those  bursts  of  acclamation  ! 
Hark  !  those  loud  triumphant  chords  ! 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station  ; 
O,  what  joy  the  sight  affords  ! 

Crown  him,  crown  him, 
"  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  Lords  !  " 

282.    cm. 

1  AGAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes  the  kindling  ray  ; 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 
165 


MESSIAH. 

0,  what  a  night  was  that,  which  wrapt 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 

0  what  a  sun,  which  broke,  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 

And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

Ten  thousand  diff'ring  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 

To  nations  yet  unborn. 

283.     6s&4s. 

1  ON  earth  was  darkness  spread,  — 

One  boundless  night ; 
"  Let  there  be  light !  "  God  said, 
And  there  was  light. 

2  There  hung  a  deeper  gloom 

O'er  quick  and  dead  ; 
But  Jesus  burst  the  tomb, 
And  darkness  fled. 

3  God,  by  his  word,  arrayed 

Darkness  with  light  ; 
God  by  his  Son  displayed 
Day  without  night. 

4  For  thee,  0  man,  arose 

Creation's  ray ; 
For  thee,  too,  brighter  glows 
Salvation's  day. 

284.    cm. 

YE  humble  souls,  that  seek  the  Lord, 

Cast  all  your  fears  away  ; 
Draw  near,  and  with  delight  behold 

The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
16G 


MESSIAH. 


2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought  ; 

'T  was  love  that  brought  him  low  ; 
Thus  low  in  death  the  Saviour  lay, 
Who  lived  and  bled  for  you. 

3  If  ye  have  wept  at  yonder  cross, 

And  still  your  sorrows  rise, 
Stoop  down  and  view  the  vanquished  grave, 
And  wipe  your  weeping  eyes. 

4  Your  Saviour  lives,  forever  lives  ! 

Raise  a  triumphant  strain  ; 
No  powers  of  hell,  no  bars  of  death, 
The  Conq'ror  could  detain. 

5  O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  now  presides, 

Though  once  among  the  dead  ; 
And  to  eternity  shall  reign 
Creation's  glorious  Head. 

6  Ye  mourning  souls !  rejoice,  while  you 

His  empty  tomb  survey  ; 
As  Christ  arose,  so  you  shall  rise 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

285.    l.  m. 

1  OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  ; 

Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led,  — r- 

Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 
There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates  ; 

Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 

2  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right  ; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in  ! 
167 


MESSIAH. 

Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?    Who  ? 

The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame  ; 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew  : 

And  Jesus  is  the  Conq'ror's  name. 

3  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ; 

Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 
Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?    Who  ? 

The  Lord,  of  glorious  power  possessed  ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too  ; 

God  over  all,  forever  blest ! 

286.    7s. 

1  ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away  ! 
Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey  ! 
See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom  ! 

2  Shout,  ye  seraphs  !  Gabriel,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ! 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  joyful  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes  ; 
See  the  Conq'ror  mount  the  skies  ; 
When  he  comes,  ye  conquer  too  : 
He  has  triumphed  thus  for  you. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  her  portals  wide  ; 
Glorious  Hero,  through  them  ride  ; 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne  ; 
Boundless  empire  is  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs  ! 
Raise  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 
From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues  ! 

1G8 


MESSIAH. 

287.     6s&8s.' 

1  GOD  is  gone  up  on  high, 

With  a  triumphant  noise  ; 
The  clarions  of  the  sky 
Proclaim  th'  angelic  joys. 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing  ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

2  All  power  to  our  great  Lord 

Is  by  the  Father  given  ; 
By  angel  hosts  adored, 

He  reigns  supreme  in  heaven. 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing  ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

3  -High  on  his  holy  seat 

He  bears  the  righteous  sway  ; 
His  foes  beneath  his  feet 
Shall  sink  and  die  away. 
'  Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

4  Till  all  the  earth,  renewed 

In  righteousness  divine, 
With  all  the  hosts  of  God 

In  one  great  chorus  join. 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing  ; 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 

288.    7S. 

1  HAIL  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Ravished  from  our  wishful  eyes  ! 
Christ,  a  while  to  mortals  given, 
Reascends  his  native  heaven. 

2  There  the  pompous  triumph  waits  ; 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene  ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

169 


MESSIAH. 


3  Circled  round  with  angel  powers, 
Their  triumphant  Lord  and  ours  ; 
Conq'ror  over  death  and  sin,  — 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

4  Him.  though  highest  heaven  receives, 
Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

5  See,  he  lifts  his  hands  above  ! 
See,  he  shows  the  prints  of  love  ! 
Hark,  his  gracious  lips  bestow 
Blessings  on  his  church  below. 

289.    l.  m. 

1  HE  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 
Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groaned  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you,  — 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

2  Here  's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  ! 
But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  wesee  ! 

Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 
The  mighty  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb  ; 

In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  your  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell , 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chums. 
170 


MKSSTAH. 

Say,  live  forever,  wond'rous  King  ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  ; 
Then  ask  the  monster,  Where  's  thy  sting  ? 

And,  Where  's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ? 

290.    cs. 

1  SING  praise  !  the  tomb  is  void 

Where  the  Redeemer  lay  ; 
Sing  of  our  bonds  destroyed, 
Oar  darkness  turned  to  da}r. 

2  Weep  for  your  dead  no  more  ; 

Friends,  be  of  joyful  cheer  ; 
Our  star  moves  on  before, 
Our  narrow  path  shines  clear. 

3  He  who,  so  patiently, 

The  crown  of  thorns  did  wear,  — 
He  hath  gone  up  on  high  ; 
Our  hope  is  with  him  there. 

4  Now  is  his  truth  revealed, 

His  majesty  and  might ; 
The  grave  has  been  unsealed  ; 
Christ  is  our  life  and  light. 

5  He  who  for  men  did  weep  ; 

Suffer,  and  bleed,  and  die,  — 

First  fruits  of  them  that  sleep,  — 

Christ  has  gone  up  on  high. 

6  His  vict'ry  hath  destroyed 

The  shafts  that  once  could  slay  ; 
Sing  praise  !  the  tomb  is  void 
Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 
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MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

XL    MESSIAH'S   OFFICES. 

Redeemer. 

291.  cm. 

1  0  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

The  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  glories  of  our  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  Jesus  !  the  name  that  soothes  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
'T  is  music  in  the  sinner's  ears  ; 
'T  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

3  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin , 

And  sets  the  pris'ners  free  ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean  ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

4  He  speaks  ;  and,  list'ning  to  his  voice, 

New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 
The  broken,  contrite  hearts  rejoice  ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

5  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 

Your  loosened  .tongues  employ  ; 
Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come  ; 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

292.  s.  m. 

1  PREPARE  a  thankful  song 

To  the  Redeemer's  name  : 
His  praises  should  employ  each  tongue, 
And  ev'ry  heart  inflame. 

2  He  laid  his  glories  by, 

And  shame  and  death  endured, 
172 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

That  guilty  rebels,  doomed  to  die, 
From  wrath  might  be  secured. 

3  And  now  he  pleading  stands 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
And  satisfies  the  law's  demands 
"With  what  himself  hath  done. 

4  The  Holy  Ghost  he  sends, 

Our  stubborn  wills  to  move, 

To  make  his  enemies  his  friends, 

And  conquer  them  by  love. 

5  0,  may  we  not  refuse 

Such  rich,  unbounded  grace, 
Nor  Satan's  bondage  longer  choose, 
But  seek  the  Saviour's  face  ! 


293.    l.  ii. 

1  HE  lives  —  the  great  Redeemer  lives  ! 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ! 
And  now,  enthroned  above  the  skies, 
He  pleads  his  holy  sacrifice. 

2  Thus  has  he  met  our  desp'rate  case, 
And  given  us  lasting  joy  and  peace  ; 
The  Lamb,  whose  life  can  never  end, 
At  once  our  sacrifice  and  friend. 

3  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend, 
On  thee  do  all  our  hopes  depend  ! 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  thou  dost  plead,  and  must  prevail. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressing  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  blest  truth  repel  each  dart, 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

173 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

5  Away,  then,  sad  and  doubtful  thoughts  ! 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 
His  powerful  intercessions  rise, 
And  we  o'erconie,  while  Satan  flies. 

*    294.    cm. 

1  THERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

0 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I  '11  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Is  ransomed  from  the  grave. 

295.    7s. 

1  BLESSED  are  the  sons  of  God  ; 

They  are  bought  with  Christ's  own  blood 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave  ; 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have. 
174 


Messiah's  offices. 

2  God,  the  merciful  and  good, 
Bought  us  with  the  Saviour's  blood  ; 
And,  to  make  our  safety  sure, 
Guides  us  by  his  Spirit  pure. 

3  Sing,  my  soul,  adore  his  name  ; 
Let  his  glory  be  thy  theme  ; 
Praise  him  till  he  calls  thee  home  ; 
Trust  his  love  for  all  to  come. 

296.    cm. 

1  BLEST  be  the  wisdom  and  the  power, 

The  justice  and  the  grace, 
Which  joined  in  council  to  restore 
And  save  our  ruined  race. 

2  Our  father  ate  forbidden  fruit, 

And  from  his  glory  fell  ; 
And  we,  his  children,  thus  were  brought 
To  death,  and  near  to  hell. 

3  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  sent  his  Son 

To  take  our  flesh  and  blood  : 

He  for  our  lives  gave  up  his  own, 

To  make  our  peace  with  God. 

4  He  honored  all  his  Father'*  laws, 

Which  we  have  disobeyed  ; 

He  bore  our  sins  upon  the  cross, 

And  our  full  ransom  paid. 

5  Behold  him  rising  from  the  grave  ; 

Behold  him  raised  on  high  ; 
He  pleads  his  merits  there,  to  save 
Transgressors  doomed  to  die. 

6  There  on  a  glorious  throne  he  reigns. 

And,  by  his  power  divine, 
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MESSIAH  S    OFFICES. 

Redeems  us  from  the  slavish  chains 
Of  Satan  and  of  sin. 

7  Thence  shall  the  Lord  to  judgment  come, 

And,  with  a  sov 'reign  voice, 
Shall  call,  and  break  up  every  tomb, 
While  waking  saints  rejoice. 

8  0 ,  may  we  then  with  joy  appear 

Before  the  Judge's  face, 
And,  with  the  blessed  assembly  there, 
Sing  his  redeeming  grace  ! 

297.    h.m. 

1  COME,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 

And  feel  his  quick'ning  power, 
Unite  with  one  accord, 
His  goodness  to  adore  ; 
To  heaven  and  earth  aloud  proclaim 
Your  great  Redeemer's  glorious  name  ! 

2  He  left  his  throne  above, 

His  glory  laid  aside, 
Came  down  on  wings  of  love, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  : 
The  pangs  he  bore,  what  tongue  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell  ? 

3  He  burst  the  grave  ;  he  rose 

Victorious  from  the  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  vanquished  foes 
A    In  glorious  triumph  led  : 
Up  through  the  heavens  the  Conq'ror  rode 
Triumphant  to  the  throne  of  God. 

4  He  soon  again  will  come, 

His  chariot  will  not  stay, 
170 


Messiah's  offices. 

To  take  his  children  home 
To  realms  of  endless  day  : 
We  there  shall  see  him  face  to  face, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

High.  Priest. 

298.      8s  &  7s. 

1  STRICKEN,  smitten,  and  afflicted, 

See  him  dying  on  the  tree  ; 
'T  is  the  Christ  by  man  rejected  ; 

Yes,  my  soul,  't  is  he  ;   't  is  he ! 
Mark  the  sacrifice  appointed  ; 

See  who  bears  the  awful  load  ; 
'Tis  the  Word,  the  Lord's  anointed, 

Son  of  man,  and  Son  of  God. 

2  Here  we  have  a  firm  foundation  ; 

Here  's  the  refuge  of  the  lost ; 
Christ,  the  rock  of  our  salvation, 

Is  the  name  of  which  we  boast : 
Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  wounded, 

Sacrifice  to  cancel  guilt, 
None  shall  ever  be  confounded 

Who  on  thee  their  hope  have  built. 

299.    c.  m. 

1  DEAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 

My  Jesus,  and  my  God  ! 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'T  is  by  the  merits  of  thy  death  4 

The  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'T  is  by  thine  interceding  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  But  if  IminanuePs  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 
12  177 


Messiah's  offices. 

His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

4  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 
And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  th'  incarnate  mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

300.  c.  m. 

1  BEHOLD,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God, 

"Who  takes  away  our  guilt ! 
Behold  th'  atoning,  precious  blood, 
That  for  our  sins  he  spilt ! 

2  0  sinners,  now  to  Christ  draw  near, 

Invited  by  his  word  ; 
The  chief  of  sinners  need  not  fear  : 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 

3  Backsliders,  too,  the  Saviour  calls, 

And  washes  in  his  blood  ; 
Arise,  return  from  grievous  falls  : 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 

4  In  every  state,  and  time,  and  place, 

Naught  plead  but  Jesus'  blood  ; 
However  wretched  be  your  case, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 

5  Spirit  of  grace,  to  us  apply 

Immanuel's  precious  blood, 
That  we  may,  with  thy  saints  on  high, 
Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 

301.  s  m. 

I   NOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
178 


Messiah's  offices. 

Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away  ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While,  like  a  penitent,  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
While  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove  ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb,  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 


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302.    s.m. 

1  THOU  very  Paschal  Lamb, 

Whose  blood  for  us  was  shed, 
Through  whom  we  out  of  bondage  came, 
Thy  ransomed  people  lead. 

2  Angel  of  gospel  grace, 

Fulfil  thy  character  , 
To  guard  and  feed  the  chosen  race, 
In  Israel's  camp  appear. 

3  Throughout  the  desert  way 

Conduct  us  by  thy  light ; 
Be  thou  a  cooling  cloud  by  day, 
A  cheering  fire  by  night. 
170 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

4  Our  fainting  souls  sustain 
With  blessings  from  above  ; 
And  ever  on  thy  people  rain 
The  manna  of  thy  love. 

303.    c.  m. 

1  IN  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God, 

By  methods  of  our  own  : 
Blest  Saviour,  nothing  but  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 

2  The  threat 'nings  of  thy  broken  law 

Impress  the  soul  with  dread  : 
If  God  his  sword  of  justice  draw, 
It  strikes  the  spirit  dead. 

3  But  thy  atoning  sacrifice 

Has  answered  all  demands  ; 
And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Are  blessings  from  thy  hands. 

4  'T  is  by  thy  death  we  live,  0  Lord  ; 

'T  is  on  thy  cross  we  rest ! 
Forever  be  thy  love  adored, 
Thy  name  forever  blest. 

304.     ELM. 

1  TH'  atoning  work  is  done  ; 

The  Victim's  blood  is  shed  ; 
And  Jesus  now  is  gone 

His  people's  cause  to  plead  ; 
He  stands  in  heaven,  their  great  High  Priest, 
And  bears  their  names  upon  his  breast. 

2  No  temple  made  with  hands 

His  place  of  service  is  ; 
In  heaven  itself  he  stands  ; 
A  heavenly  priesthood  his  ; 
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Messiah's  offices. 

In  him  the  shadows  of  the  law 
Are  all  fulfilled,  and  now  withdraw. 
3  And  though  a  while  he  be 
Hid  from  the  eyes  of  men, 
His  people  look  to  see 
Their  great  High  Priest  again  : 
In  brightest  glory  he  will  come, 
And  take  his  waiting  people  home. 

305.    l.  m. 

.  NOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 
Be  humble  honors  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

!  'T  was  he  that  cleansed  our  foulest  sins, 
And  washed  us  in  his  richest  blood  ; 
'T  is  he  that  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 
And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

To  Jesus,  our  atoning  priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  superior  king, 
Be  everlasting  power  confessed, 

And  every  tongue  his  glory  sing. 
Behold  !  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  every  eye  shall  see  him  move  : 
Though  with  our  sins  we  pierced  him  once, 

Then  he  displays  his  pard'ning  love. 
The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 

While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  ; 
Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 

306.    cm. 

1  JESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
A  thousand  glories  more 
Than  the  rich  gems  and  polished  gold 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
181 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

2  They  first  their  own  sin-offering  brought 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin  ; 
Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  spot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 

3  Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day, 

Was  on  their  altars  spilt ; 
But  thy  one  offering  took  away 
Forever  all  our  guilt. 

4  Thou,  great  Melchisedec  !  shalt  reign 

In  peace  on  Zion's  hill,  — 
Thyself  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain,  — 
And  bear  thy  priesthood  still. 

5  Till  then,  for  us  to  intercede 

Before  the  Father's  face, 
Be  this  thy  work,  and  ours  to  plead 
Thy  merits,  and  his  grace. 

307.   cm. 

1  WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above ; 
His  heart  overflows  with  tenderness, 
And  yearns  with  faithful  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  still,  in  glory,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He  '11  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 

182 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power  ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 

In  each  distressing  hour. 

308.       L.  M.  61. 

0,  THOU  eternal  Victim,  slain, 

A  sacrifice  for  guilty  man  — 

By  the  eternal  Spirit  made 

An  off 'ring  in  the  sinner's  stead  ! 

Our  everlasting  priest  art  thou, 

Pleading  thy  death  for  sinners  now. 

Thy  off  'ring  still  continues  new  ; 
Thy  vesture  keeps  its  crimson  hue ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-slaughtered  Lamb  ; 
Thy  priesthood  still  remains  the  same  ; 
Thy  years,  0  Lord,  can  never  fail ; 
Thy  goodness  is  unchangeable. 

0  that  our  faith  may  never  move, 
But  stand  unshaken  as  thy  love  ! 
Sure  evidence  of  things  unseen, 
Passing  the  years  that  intervene, 
Now  let  it  view,  upon  the  tree, 
The  Lord,  who  bleeds  and  dies  for  me. 

309.    l.m. 

0  THOU,  whose  off 'ring  on  the  tree 
The  legal  off'rings  all  foreshowed  ; 

Borrowed  their  whole  effect  from  thee, 
And  drew  their  virtue  from  thy  blood. 
183 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

2  The  blood  of  goats  and  bullocks  slain 

Could  never  for  one  sin  atone  ; 
To  purge  the  guilty  off 'rer's  stain, 
Thine  was  the  work,  and  thine  alone. 

3  These  feeble  types  and  shadows  old 

Are  all  in  thee,  the  Truth,  fulfilled  ; 
We  in  thy  sacrifice  behold 
The  substance  of  those  rites  revealed. 

4  Thy  meritorious  sufferings  past, 

We  see  by  faith  to  us  brought  back  ; 
And,  on  thy  grand  oblation  cast, 
Its  saving  benefits  partake. 

310.    cm. 

1  NOW  let  our  humble  faith  behold 

Oar  great  High  Priest  above  ; 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Exalted  to  his  Father's  throne, 

With  matchless  honors  crowned  ; 
And  Lord  of  all  th'  angelic  host 
Who  wait  the  throne  around. 

3  The  names  of  all  the  saints  he  bears, 

Engraven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  saint  complain 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  firm  remain, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems  and  monuments  and  crowns 
Have  mouldered  into  dust. 
184 


Messiah's  offices. 

311.    cm. 

1  THE  true  Messiah  now  appears  ; 

The  types  are  all  withdrawn  ; 
So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  stars 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

2  No  smoking  sweets,  nor  bleeding  lamb, 

Nor  kid,  nor  bullock  slain  ; 
Incense  and  spice,  of  costly  name, 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  vest, 
When  Ol.rist,  the  Lord,  comes  down  to  be 
The  off  'ring  and  the  priest. 

4  He  took  our  mortal  flesh,  to  show 

The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 

For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 

And  prays  for  us  above.   . 

5  "  Forgive,"  he  cries,  "  forgive  their  sins, 

For  I  myself  have  died  ; ' ' 
And  then  he  shows  his  opened  veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  side. 

312.     H.  M. 

1  ARISE,  my  soul,  arise  ! 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears  ; 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears  ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Saviour  stands  ; 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede  ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead  ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 
185 


MESSIAH  S    OFFICES. 

3  The  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 

Received  on  Calvary, 
They  pour  effectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  speak  for  me. 
Forgive  him,  0  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransomed  sinner  die  ! 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 

His  dear  anointed  One  ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son  ; 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  To  God  I  'm  reconciled  ; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear  ; 
He  owns  me  for  his  child  ; 

I  can  no  longer  fear ; 
"With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

Advocate. 

313.      L    M. 

1  JESUS,  my  Advocate  above, 

My  friend  before  the  throne  of  love  ; 
If  now  for  me  prevails  thy  prayer, 
If  now  I  find  thee  pleading  there  ; 

2  If  thou  the  secret  wish  convey, 

And  sweetly  prompt  my  heart  to  pray  ; 
Hear,  and  my  weak  petitions  join, 
Almighty  Advocate,  to  thine. 

3  Jesus,  my  heart's  desire  obtain  ; 
My  earnest  suit  present,  and  gain  ; 
My  fulness  of  corruption  show  ; 
The  knowledge  of  myself  bestow. 

186 


MESSIAn  S    OFFICES. 

4  Save  me  from  death  ;  from  hell  set  free  ; 
Death,  hell,  are  but  the  want  of  thee  ; 
My  life,  my  only  heaven  thou  art ; 
0,  might  1  feel  thee  in  my  heart  ! 

314.      8s  &  7s. 

1  FATHER,  hear  the  blood  of  Jesus, 

Speaking  in  thine  ears  above  ; 
From  impending  wrath  release  us  ; 
Manifest  thy  pard'ning  love. 

2  0  receive  us  to  thy  favor  ; 

For  his  only  sake  receive  ; 
Give  us  to  the  bleeding  Saviour  ; 
Let  us  by  his  dying  live. 

3  "  To  thy  pardoning  grace  receive  them," 

Once  he  prayed  upon  the  tree  ; 
Still  his  blood  cries  out,  "  Forgive  them, 
All  their  sins  were  laid  on  me." 

4  Still  our  Advocate  in  heaven 

Prays  the  prayer  on  earth  begun  ; 
"  Father,  show  their  sins  forgiven  ; 
Father,  glorify  thy  Son  !  " 

315.    c.  m. 

1  NO  longer  far  from  rest  I  roam, 

And  search  in  vain  for  bliss  ; 
My  soul  is  satisfied  at  home  ; 
The  Lord  my  portion  is. 

2  Jesus,  who  on  his  glorious  throne 

Rules  heaven,  and  earth,  and  sea, 
Is  pleased  to  claim  me  for  his  own, 
And  give  himself  to  me. 

3  His  person  fixes  all  my  love  ; 

His  blood  removes  my  fear ; 
And,  while  he  pleads  for  me  above, 
His  arm  preserves  me  here. 

187 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

4  His  word  of  promise  is  my  food  ; 

His  Spirit  is  my  guide  ; 
Thus  daily  is  my  strength  renewed, 
And  all  my  wants  supplied. 

5  For  him  I  count  as  gain  each  loss ; 

Disgrace,  for  him,  renown  ; 
Well  may  I  glory  in  his  cross, 
While  he  prepares  my  crown. 

316.  L.M. 

1  THE  Lord,  who  once  on  Calv'ry  bled, 
And  rose  triumphant  from  the  dead, 
Pursues  in  heaven  his  plan  of  grace, 
The  Friend  of  man's  apostate  race. 

2  There  as  our  Advocate  he  reigns, 
Touched  with  the  feeling  of  our  pains  ; 
And  still  remembers  in  the  skies 

His  tears,  and  groans,  and  agonies. 

3  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart 
This  man  of  sorrows  bears  a  part  ; 
In  all  our  grief,  our  grief  he  shares, 
And  rescues  us  from  Satan's  snares. 

4  0,  let  us,  then,  before  his  throne, 
With  boldness  make  our  sorrows  known  ! 
And  seek,  from  fears  distrustful  freed, 
His  grace  to  help  in  time  of  need. 

Mediator. 

317.  L.M. 

1  THOUGH  I  should  seek  to  wash  me  clean 
In  water  of  the  driven  snow, 
My  soul  would  yet  its  spot  retain, 
And  sink  in  conscious  guilt  and  woe. 
188 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

2  The  Spirit,  in  his  power  divine, 

Would  cast  my  vaunting  soul  to  earth  ; 
Expose  the  foulness  of  its  sin, 

And  show  the  vileness  of  its  worth. 

3  Ah,  not  like  erring  man  is  God, 

That  men  to  answer  him  should  dare  ! 
Condemned,  and  into  silence  awed, 
They  helpless  stand  before  his  bar. 

4  There  must  a  mediator  plead, 

Who  God  and  man  may  both  embrace, 
With  God  for  man  to  intercede, 
And  offer  man  the  purchased  grace. 

5  And,  lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  slain, 

To  be  this  mediator  crowned  ; 
In  him,  my  soul,  be  cleansed  from  stain, 
In  him  thy  righteousness  be  found. 


318.    c.  m. 

1  COME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 

Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Come,  let  us  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord  ; 
No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  double-flaming  sword. 

3  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 

Are  opened  by  the  Son ; 
High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 
189 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

Saviour. 

319.  cm 

1  THE  Saviour !  0 ,  -what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
Jts  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  0,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine  ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies  ; 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall  ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all. 

320.  s  m 

1  JESUS,  thou  Source  divine, 

Whence  hope  and  comfort  flow  ; 
Jesus,  no  other  name  than  thine 
Can  save  from  endless  woe. 

2  None  else  will  heaven  approve  ; 

Thou  art  the  only  way, 
Ordained  by  everlasting  love, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  Here  let  our  feet  abide, 

Nor  from  thy  path  depart  : 
Direct  our  steps,  thou  gracious  Guide, 
And  cheer  the  fainting  heart. 
190 


MESSIAH'S   OFFICES. 

4  Safe  through  this  world  of  night, 
Lead  to  the  blissful  plains, 
The  regions  of  unclouded  light, 
AVhere  joy  forever  reigns. 

321.  c  m 

1  THOU  art  the  way  —  to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee  ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  truth  —  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart  ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  life  —  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conq'ring  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  way,  the  truth,  the  life  ; 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

322.  cm. 

1  MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 

Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 
Who  fill  the  heavenly  train. 
191 


MESSIAH  S   OFFICES. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief ; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  He  saves  our  souls  from  sin  and  hell  ; 

His  words  are  true  and  sure  ; 
And  on  this  Rock  our  faith  may  rest 
Immovable,  secure. 


323.    l.  m. 

1  THE  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die  ; 
He  lives  our  head,  enthroned  on  high  ; 
He  lives  triumphant  o'er  the  grave  ; 
He  lives  eternally  to  save. 

2  He  lives  to  still  his  people's  fears  ; 
He  lives  to  wipe  away  their  tears  ; 
He  lives  their  mansions  to  prepare  ; 
He  lives  to  bring  them  safely  there. 

3  Then  let  our  souls  in  him  rejoice, 

And  sing  his  praise  with  cheerful  voice ; 
Our  doubts  and  fears  forever  gone, 
For  Christ  is  on  the  Father's  throne. 

4  The  chief  of  sinners  he  receives  ; 
His  saints  he  loves,  and  never  leaves  ; 
He  '11  guard  us  safe  from  every  ill, 
And  all  his  promises  fulfil. 

5  Abundant  grace  will  he  afford, 
Till  we  are  present  with  the  Lord, 
And  prove,  what  we  have  sung  before, 
That  Jesus  lives  for  evermore. 

102 


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MESSIAH  S    OFFICES. 

324.      L.  M.  61. 

STILL  nigh  me,  0  my  Saviour,  stand, 
And  guard  in  fierce  temptation's  hour  ; 

Support  by  thy  Almighty  .hand  ; 
Show  forth  in  me  thy  saving  power '; 

Still  be  thine  arm  my  sure  defence  ; 

Nor  earth,  nor  hell  shall  pluck  me  thence. 

In  suff'ring  be  thy  love  my  peace  ; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power  ; 
And,  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

0  Saviour,  in  that  trying  hour, 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died  ! 


King. 

325.    l.  m. 

1  HAIL  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace, 

Who  holds  the  keys  of  death  and  hell ! 
The  spacious  world  unseen  is  his, 

And  sov 'reign  power  becomes  him  well. 

2  In  shame  and  anguish  once  he  died  ; 

But  now  he  lives  for  evermore  ; 
Bow  down,  ye  saints,  around  his  seat, 
And  all  ye  angel  bands  adore. 

3  So  live  forever,  glorious  Lord, 

To  crush  thy  foes,  and  guard  thy  friends  ; 
While  all  thy  chosen  tribes  rejoice 
That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 

4  Worthy  thy  hand  to  hold  the  keys, 

Guided  by  wisdom  and  by  love  ; 
13  193 


MESSIAH  S    OFFICES. 


Worthy  to  rule  o'er  mortal  life, 

O'er  worlds  below  and  worlds  above. 

5  Forever  reign,  victorious  King  ; 

"Wide  through  the  earth  thy  name  be  known  ; 
And  call  my  longing  soul  to  sing 
Sublimer  anthems  near  thy  throne. 


326.    s.  m 

1  REJOICE  !  the  Lord  is  King ! 

Your  Lord  and  King  adore  ; 
Ye  ransomed  saints,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore  ! 

2  The  mighty  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  himself  had  purged  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seal  above. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail ; 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  sovereign  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Into  his  hands  are  given. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand 

Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
And  humbly  bow  to  his  command, 
And  fall  beneath  his  feet. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope  ; 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 

And  take  his  waiting  servants  up, 

And  thus  conduct  them  home. 


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MESSIAH  S    OFFICES. 

327.  cm. 

1  THE  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns 

Is  crowned  with  glory  now  ; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 

Is  to  our  Jesus  given  ; 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords, 
He  reigns  o'er  earth  and  heaven. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above, 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love, 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given ; 

Their  name  an  everlasting  name, 

Their  joy  the  joy  of  heaven. 

328.  c.  m. 

1  ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all  ! 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all  ! 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all ! 
195 


MESSIAH'S    OFFICES. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all  ! 

5  0  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 
We  '11  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all  ! 

Judge. 

329.      L.M.61. 

1  MESSIAH,  joy  of  every  heart, 
Thou,  thou  the  King  of  glory  art, 
The  Father's  everlasting  Son  ! 
Thee  it  delights  thy  church  to  own  ; 
For  all  our  hopes  on  thee  depend, 
Whose  glorious  mercies  never  end. 

2  When  thou  hadst  rendered  up  thy  breath, 
And  dying,  drawn  the  sting  of  death, 
Thou  didst  from  earth  triumphant  rise, 
And  ope  the  portals  of  the  skies  ; 

That  all  who  trust  in  thee  alone, 
Might  follow,  and  partake  thy  throne. 

3  Seated  at  God's  right  hand  again, 
Thou  dost  in  all  his  glory  reign  ; 
Thou  dost,  thy  Father's  image,  shine 
In  all  the  attributes  divine  ; 

And  thou  with  judgment  clad  shalt  come 
To  seal  our  everlasting  doom. 

4  Wherefore  we  now  for  mercy  pray  ; 
0  Saviour,  take  our  sins  away  ! 
Before  thou  as  our  Judge  appear, 
In  dreadful  majesty  severe, 

196 


PRAISE    TO   MESSIAH. 

Appear  our  advocate  with  God, 
And  save  the  purchase  of  thy  blood. 

330.    l.  m. 

1  HE  reigns  —  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 
Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains  ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown  ; 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  : 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes  ! 
Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs  ; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire  ; 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight,  and  shun  the  day  : 
Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption  's  nigh. 


XII.    PRAISE  TO   MESSIAH. 

331.     8s,  7s,  &  4s. 

PRAISE  the  Lord,  who  died  to  save  us 

Praise  his  name  forever  dear  ; 

'T  was  by  him  the  Father  gave  us 

Eyes  to  see,  and  ears  to  hear  : 

Praise  the  Saviour, 
Object  of  our  love  and  fear. 
197 


PRAISE   TO    MESSIAH. 

2  Grace  it  was,  'twas  grace  abounding, 

Brought  him  down  to  save  the  lost ; 
Ye  above,  the  throne  surrounding, 
Praise  him,  praise  him  all  his  host ! 

Saints  adore  him  ; 
Ye  are  they  who  owe  him  most. 

3  Ye,  of  all  his  hand  created, 

Objects  are  of  grace  alone  ; 
Aliens 'once,  but  reinstated  ; 

Destined  now  to  share  his  throne  : 

Sing  with  wonder  ; 
Sing  of  what  the  Lord  hath  done. 

4  Praise  his  name,  who  died  to  save  us  ; 

'T  is  by  him  alone  we  live  ; 
And  in  him  the  Father  gave  us 
All  that  boundless  love  could  give  : 

Life  eternal 
In  our  Saviour  we  receive. 


332.     8s&7s. 

1  JESUS,  hail !  amid  the  glory, 

Where  for  us  thou  dost  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Standing  at  thy  Father's  side. 
There  for  us  thou  now  art  pleading, 

While  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  ; 
For  the  church  still  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  it  appear. 

2  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Thou  shalt  then  from  all  receive  ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing  ; 
All  that  earth  or  heaven  can  give. 
198 


PRAISE   TO    MESSIAH. 

Till  that  day  the  angelic  spirits, 
With  the  church  in  feebler  lays, 

Still  shall  try  to  sing  thy  merits, 
And  to  chant  thy  Father's  praise. 

333.     8s,  7s,  4s. 

1  GLORY,  glory  everlasting, 

Be  to  him  who  bore  the  cross, 
Who  redeemed  our  souls  by  tasting 
Death,  the  death  deserved  by  us  ! 

Spread  his  glory, 
Who  redeemed  his  people  thus. 

2  He  is  love  —  't  is  love  unbounded, 

Without  measure,  without  end  ; 
Human  thought  is  here  confounded  — 
'T  is  too  vast  to  comprehend  : 

Praise  the  Saviour  ; 
Magnify  the  sinner's  friend. 

3  While  we  tell  the  wond'rous  story 

Of  the  Saviour's  cross  and  shame, 
Sing  we,  Everlasting  glory 
Be  to  God  and  to  the  Lamb. 

Saints  and  angels, 
Give  ye  glory  to  his  name. 

334.      6s&4s. 

1  COME,  all  ye  saints  of  God, 
Publish  through  earth  abroad 

The  Saviour's  fame  : 
Tell  what  his  love  has  "done  ; 
Trust  in  his  name  alone  ; 
Shout  to  his  lofty  throne, 
"Worthy  the  Lamb  !  " 
199 


PRAISE   TO    MESSIAH. 

2  Hence,  gloomy  doubts  and  fears  ; 
Dry  up  your  mournful  tears  ; 

Swell  the  glad  theme  : 
To  Christ,  our  gracious  King, 
Strike  each  melodious  string  ; 
Join  heart  and  voice  to  sing, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb!  " 

335.    c.  m. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

"With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  "Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  !  " 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us  !  " 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

336.    c.p.m. 

O,  COULD  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O,  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

"Which  in  ofir  Saviour  shine  ! 
We  'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 
200 


PRAISE    TO    MESSIAH. 

2  We  'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise 
"We  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

3  0,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 

When  Christ  our  Lord  will  bring  us  home, 

And  we  shall  see  his  face  ! 
Then,  with  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we  '11  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

337.    s.m. 

1  AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power  ; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing  ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  !  " 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
And  take  his  wand'rers  home. 

5  Soon  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim, 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
201 


PRAISE   TO   MESSIAH. 

338.      8s&7s. 

1  HARK  !  the  notes  of  angels,  singing, 

"  Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  !  " 
All  in  heaven  their  tribute  bringing, 
Raising  high  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Ye  for  whom  his  life  is  given, 

Sacred  themes  to  you  belong  : 
Come,  assist  the  choir  of  heaven  ; 
Join  the  everlasting  song. 

3  Filled  with  holy  emulation, 

Let  us  vie  with  those"  above  ; 
Sweet  the  theme  —  a  free  salvation  ! 
Fruit  of  everlasting  love. 

4  Endless  life  in  him  possessing, 

Let  us  praise  his  precious  name  ; 
Glory,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 
Be  forever  to  the  Lamb. 

339.     6s&4s. 

1  LET  us  awake  our  joys  ; 
Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice  ; 

Each  creature,  sing  ; 
Angels,  begin  the  song  ; 
Mortals,  the  strain  prolong 
In  accents  sweet  and  strong, 

' '  Jesus  is  King  ! ' ' 

2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name  ; 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame  ; 

What  wonders  done  ; 
Above,  beneath,  around, 
Let  all  the  earth  resound, 
Till  heaven's  high  arch  rebound, 

"  Vict'ry  is  won  !  " 
202 


PRAISE    TO    iMESSIAH. 

3  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell, 
And  our  last  foe  will  quell  ; 

Mourners,  rejoice ; 
His  dying  love  adore  ; 
Praise  him,  now  raised  in  power  ; 
Praise  him  for  evermore 

With  joyful  voice. 

4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 
When,  through  the  heavenly  way, 

Lo,  he  shall  come, 
While  they  who  pierced  him  wail  ! 
His  promise  shall  not  fail  ; 
Saints,  see  your  King  prevail  ; 

Great  Saviour,  come  ! 

340.    c.  m. 

1  PLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glim'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief  ; 
He  saw,  and  —  0,  amazing  love  !  — 
He  flew  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled  ; 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  0,  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak  ! 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
203 


PRAISE    TO    MESSIAH. 

But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

341.  s.  m. 

1  YE  angels,  bless  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  sacred  name  ; 
Diffuse  his  glories  all  abroad  ; 
His  gracious  acts  proclaim. 

2  Praise  him,  ye  heavenly  powers, 

And  make  his  goodness  known  ; 
Christ  is  your  head,  as  well  as  ours. 
And  ye  surround  his  throne. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  hosts  of  light, 

In  accents  sweet  and  high  ; 
To  him  you  owe  your  power  and  might ; 
At  his  command  you  fly. 

4  The  lofty  song  begin, 

And  tune  your  harps  anew  ; 

While  we  in  sacred  concert  join, 

And  strive  to  vie  with  you. 

342.  c.  m. 

1  O  JESUS  !  Light  of  all  below  ! 

Thou  fount  of  life  and  fire  ! 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know, 
All  that  we  can  desire  : 

2  0  Jesus  !  thou  the  beauty  art 

Of  angel  worlds  above  ; 
Thy  name  is  music  to  the  heart, 
Enchanting  it  with  love. 

3  Poor  souls,  that  know  not  how  to  love ! 

They  feel  not  Jesus  near ; 
204 


PKAISE   TO    MESSIAH. 

And  they  who  know  not  how  to  love 
Still  less  know  how  to  fear. 

4  The  majesty  of  God  ne'er  broke 

On  them  like  fire  at  night, 
Flooding  their  stricken  souls,  while  they 
Lay  trembling  in  the  light. 

5  Stay  with  us,  Lord,  and  with  thy  light 

Illume  the  soul's  abyss  ; 
Scatter  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
And  fill  the  world  with  bliss. 

343.  c.  m. 

1  MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress, 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I  '11  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

4  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vict'ries  of  my  King  ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell, 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

344.  c.  m. 

1  COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
205 


PRAISE   TO   MESSIAH. 

The  Sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

3  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  : 
Thy  love  can  raise  our  humble  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

4  0 ,  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers,  their  raptured  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

345.   lis. 

1  COME,  saints,  let  us  join  in  the  praise  of  the  Lamb, 

The  theme  most  sublime  of  the  angels  above  ; 

They  dwell  with  delight  on  the  sound  of  his  name, 

And  gaze  on  his  glories  with  wonder  and  love. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  adore  him  ;  come,  bow  at  his  feet ; 

Let  grateful  hosannas  unceasing  arise  ; 
0,  give  him  the  glory  and  praise  that  are  meet, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies  ! 

3  Behold  to  what  honors  the  Saviour  is  raised  ! 

He  sits  on  the  throne,  and  he  rules  over  all ; 
By  man  once  rejected,  by  seraphs  now  praised, 
While  heavenly  powers,  him  worshipping,  fall. 

4  They  worship  the  Lamb  who  for  sinners  was  slain  ; 

But  their  loftiest  songs  never  equal  his  love  : 
The  claims  of  his  mercy  will  ever  remain, 
Transcending  the  anthems  in  glorv  above. 
206 


FRA1SE    TO   MESSIAH. 


Yet  even  our  service  he  will  not  despise, 

When  we  join  in  his  worship  and  tell  of  his  name  ; 

Then  let  us  unite  in  the  song  of  the  skies. 

And,  trusting  his  mercy,  sing,  Worthy  the  Lamb. 


346. 


7s. 


1  LORD,  accept  our  feeble  song  ; 
Power  and  praise  to  thee  belong  ; 
We  would  all  thy  grace  record, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

2  Rich  in  glory,  thou  didst  stoop, 
Thence  is  all  thy  people's  hope  ; 
Thou  wast  poor,  that  we  might  be 
Rich  in  glory,  Lord,  with  thee. 

3  When  we  think  of  love  like  this, 
Joy  and  shame  our  hearts  possess  ; 
Joy,  that  thou  couldst  pity  thus  ; 
Shame,  for  such  returns  from  us. 

4  Yet  we  hope  the  day  to  see 
When  we  shall  from  sin  be  free  ; 
When  to  thee  in  glory  brought, 
We  shall  serve  thee  as  we  ought. 

347.    7s. 

1  SONS  of  God,  now  raise  your  songs  ; 
Praise  to  Jesus  Christ  belongs  ; 
Glory  to  the  Saviour's  name  ; 

His  the  Victor's  crown  and  fame. 

2  Sore  the  strife,  but  rich  the  prize  ; 
Precious  in  the  Victor's  eyes  : 
Glorious  is  the  work  achieved  — 
Satan  vanquished,  saints  relieved. 

207 


PRAISE    TO    MESSIAH. 

3  Sing  we  then  the  Victor's  praise, 
Wondrous  in  his  works  and  ways  ; 
Bid  him  welcome  to  the  throne  ; 
He  is  worthy,  he  alone. 

4  Soon,  the  crown  upon  his  brow, 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow  ; 
While  the  full  creation  sings 

' '  Lord  of  lords  ' '  and  ' '  King  of  kings  !  ' ' 

348.    lis. 

1  THOU  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver  stream, 
The  Saviour  at  midnight,  when  moonlight's  pale 

beam 
Shone  bright  on  the  waters,  would  frequently  stray, 
And  lose,  in  thy  murmurs,  the  toils  of  the  day. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head ! 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed  ! 
The  angels  astonished  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
And  followed  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

3  0  garden  of  Olivet !  thou  dear  honored  spot  ! 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot ; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above ; 
The  triumph  of  sorrow",  the  triumph  of  love. 

4  Come  saints  and  adore  him  ;  come,  bow  at  his  feet ; 
0  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet ! 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 

And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

349.    c.  m. 

1  NOW  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
Forever  on  thy  head. 
208 


PRAISE   TO    MESSIAH. 

2  Thou  hast  redeemed  us  by  thy  blood, 
And  set  the  prisoners  free  ; 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

350.    p.  m. 

1  WORTHY,  worthy  is  the  Lamb, 
Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb, 
Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb, 

That  was  slain  ! 
Glory,  hallelujah  ! 
Praise  him,  hallelujah ! 
Glory,  hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Sons  of  morning,  sing  his  praise 
In  the  noblest  strains  you  raise  ; 
Man's  redemption  claims  your  lays  : 

Praise  the  Lamb  ! 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 

3  Christ  has  come  in  very  deed, 
Born  to  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ; 
Sing  the  woman's  conq'ring  seed  ; 

Praise  the  Lamb  ! 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 

4  See,  in  sad  Gethsemane, 
See,  on  tragic  Calvary, 
Sinner,  see  his  love  to  thee  ; 

Praise  the  Lamb ! 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 

5  Ethiopia,  stretch  thy  hands  ; 
Come,  ye  tribes  of  distant  lands, 
Countless  as  the  ocean's  sands, 

Praise  the  Lamb  ! 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 
14  209 


PRAISE   TO   MESSIAH. 

6  Saviour,  let  thy  kingdom  come  ; 
Now  the  man  of  sin  consume  ; 
Bring  thy  blest  millennium, 

Holy  Lamb  ! 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 

7  Strike  the  stoutest  sinner  through  ; 
Force  the  cry,  "  What  shall  I  do  ?  " 
Let  him  weep  till  born  anew, 

Blessed  Lamb  ! 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 

8  Penitents,  dry  up  your  tears  ; 
God  hath  heard  believing  prayers  ; 
He  forgives  you  when  he  hears 

His  dear  Lamb. 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 

9  Thus  may  we  each  moment  feel, 
Love  him,  serve  him,  praise  him  still, 
Till  we  all  on  Zion's  hill 

See  the  Lamb. 
Glory,  hallelujah,  &c. 

351.    lm 

1  COME,  tune,  ye  saints,  your  noblest  strains, 

Your  dying,  risen  Lord  to  sing  ; 
And  echo  to  the  heavenly  plains 

The  triumphs  of  your  Saviour  King. 

2  In  songs  of  grateful  rapture  tell 

How  he  subdued  your  potent  foes  ; 

Subdued  the  powers  of  death  and  hell, 

And,  dying,  finished  all  your  woes. 

3  Then  to  his  glorious  throne  on  high 

Returned,  while  hymning  angels  round. 
Through  the  bright  arches  of  the  sky, 
The  Lord,  the  conq'ring  Lord,  resouu 
210 


PRAISE   TO   MESSIAH. 

4  Almighty  love  !  victorious  power  ! 

Not  angel  tongues  can  e'er  display 
The  wonders  of  that  dreadful  hour, 
The  joys  of  that  illustrious  day. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  grace 

Fill  every  heart  and  every  tongue  ; 
Till  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 
Inspire  a  sweeter,  nobler  song. 

352.    h.  m. 

1  JOIN  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
Or  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  the  Saviour  forth. 

2  Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  tongues  shall  bless  thy  name  ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  shed  his  blood  and  died  ; 
The  guilty  conscience  needs 

No  sacrifice  beside  : 
His  precious  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

4  0  thou  almighty  Lord, 

Our  Conqueror  and  King  ! 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace,  we  sing  : 
Thine  is  the  power  ;  behold  we  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet. 
211 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 

353.    p.m. 

1  PROCLAIM  the  lofty  praise 

Of  him  who  once  wits  slain, 
But  now  is  risen,  through  endless  days 

To  live  and  reign  ; 
He  lives  and  reigns  on  high, 

Who  bought  us  with  his  blood  ; 
Enthroned  above  the  highest  shy, 

Our  Saviour  God. 

2  All  honor,  power,  and  praise, 

To  Jesus'  name  belong  ; 
"With  hosts  seraphic,  glad  we  raise 

The  sacred  song ; 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  they  cry, 

That  on  the  cross  was  slain  ; 
But  now  ascended  up  on  high, 

He  lives  to  reign. 

3  He  lives  to  bless  and  save 

The  souls  redeemed  by  grace, 
And  rescue  from  the  dreary  grave 

The  fallen  race  ; 
And  soon  we  hope  above 

A  louder  strain  to  sing  ; 
With  all  our  powers  to  praise  and  love 

Our  Saviour  King. 


XIII.    HOLY  SPIRIT. 

354.    p.  m. 

1  OUR  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 
His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 
212 


HOLT    SPIRIT. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue  ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart ; 

A  gracious,  willing  guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

4  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  vict'ry  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness, 
Are  his  alone. 

5  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace  ! 

Our  weakness  pitying  see  ; 
•  0,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  thee  ! 


355.    s.  m. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ! 

Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin  ; 

Lead  us  to  thine  abode, 
And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
Thy  mercies,  0  our  God  ! 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'T  is  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
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HOLY    SPIRIT. 

To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts  ! 
Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 
And  rise  at  length  to  thee. 

356.    7s. 

1  GRACIOUS  Spirit !  Love  divine  ! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove  ; 

Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Dwell  thyself  within  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

3  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray  ; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine  ; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

357.      C.  M. 

1  LO  !  when  the  Spirit  of  our  God 

Came  down  his  flock  to  find, 
A  voice  from  heaven  was  heard  abroad, 
A  rushing,  mighty  wind. 

2  It  fills  the  church  of  God  ;  it  fills 

The  sinful  world  around  : 
Only  in  stubborn  hearts  and  wills 
No  place  for  it  is  found. 

3  To  other  strains  our  souls  are  set ; 

A  giddy  whirl  of  sin 
*      J  214 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 

Fills  ear  and  heart,  and  will  not  let 
Heaven's  harmonies  come  in. 

4  Come,  Lord,  come  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
Open  our  ears  to  hear  ! 
Let  us  not  miss  th'  accepted  hour, 
Save,  Lord,  by  love  or  fear. 

358.  c.  m. 

1  WE  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame, 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone  ; 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervor,  in  our  own. 

2  We  neither  have  nor  seek  the  power 

111  demons  to  control ; 
But  thou  in  dark  temptation's  hour 
Shalt  chase  them  from  the  soul. 

3  No  heavenly  harpings  soothe  our  ear, 

No  mystic  dreams  we  share  ; 

Yet  hope  to  feel  thy  comfort  near, 

And  bless  thee  in  our  prayer. 

4  When  tongues  shall  cease,  and  powers  decay, 

And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

359.  l.  m. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess 

And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thine  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day ; 

215 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 

Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin  ; 
Our  wild,  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice  ; 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys  ; 
Thy  words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

360.    c.  m. 

1  LET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky  ! 

Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 
According  to  his  word. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within  ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  to  our  heart  reveals  ; 
Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 
And  our  redemption  seals. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 

With  thy  celestial  fire  ; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 

361.     H.  M. 

1  0  THOU  that  hearest  prayer, 
Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
216 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 

And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high  : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word  ; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry  ; 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply  ; 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou  ; 

"We,  children  of  thy  grace  ; 
0  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place  ! 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

362.    cm. 

1  WHY  should  the  children  of  a  king 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints, 

And  seal  them  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  my  Redeemer's  blood, 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safely  bear  me  home. 
217 


HOLT    SPIRIT. 

363.    c.  m. 

1  SPIRIT  divine,  attend  our  prayer  ; 

Now  make  this  place  thy  home  ; 
Descend  with  all  thy  gracious  power  ; 
0  come,  great  Spirit,  come  ! 

2  Come  as  the  light ;  to  us  reveal 

Our  sinfulness  and  woe, 
And  lead  us  in  the  paths  of  life, 
Where  all  the  righteous  go. 

3  Come  as  the  fire,  and  purge  our  hearts 

Like  sacrificial  flame  ; 
Let  every  soul  an  offering  be 
To  our  Redeemer's  name. 


364.    7s. 

1  HOLY  Ghost,  with  light  divine 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away  ; 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  ; 
Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart ; 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
218 


HOLT    SPIRIT. 

Cast  down  every  idol  throne  ; 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 

365.    7s. 

1  COME,  divine  and  peaceful  guest, 
Enter  each  devoted  breast ; 

Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 
Kindle  there  the  gospel  fire. 

2  Bid  our  sin  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  heavenly  peace  ; 
Joy  divine  we  then  shall  prove, 
Light  of  truth,  and  fire  of  love. 


366.    cm. 

1  GREAT  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power 

All  creatures  live  and  move, 
On  us  thy  benediction  shower  ; 
Inspire  our  souls  with  love. 

2  Hail,  Source  of  light !  arise  and  shine  ; 

All  gloom  and  doubt  dispel  : 
Give  peace  and  joy,  for  we  are  thine  ; 
In  us  forever  dwell. 

3  From  death  to  life  our  spirits  raise, 

And  full  redemption  bring  ; 
New  tongues  impart  to  speak  the  praise 
Of  Christ,  our  God  and  King. 

4  Thine  inward  witness  bear,  unknown 

To  all  the  world  beside  ; 
With  joy  we  then  shall  feel  and  own 
Our  Saviour  glorified. 
219 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 

367.  cm. 

1  HOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  beneath  a  power  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
'T  is  thine,  eternal  Spirit,  thine, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'Tis  thine,  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise  ; 
To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ; 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'T  is  thine  alone  to  give. 

5  0,  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  ! 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

368.  l.  m. 

1  COME,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love  ; 
0,  turn  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  sovereign  power  be  known . 

2  0,  let  a  holy  flock  await, 

In  crowds,  around  thy  temple  gate  ; 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living:  sacrifice  to  thee  ! 
220 


HOLT    SPIRIT. 

369.    c.  m. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 

With  thy  celestial  fire  ; 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire. 

2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 

New  life  creates  within  ; 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 

And  to  our  hearts  reveals  ; 
Our  bodies  he  his  temple  makes, 
And  our  redemption  seals. 


370.    cm. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 

Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  ; 
Revive  the  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  'T  is  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be, 
That  we,  with  humble,  holy  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 

4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear 

That  we  are  sons  of  God  ; 
Redeemed  from  sin,  from  death,  and  hell, 
Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 
221 


HOLY   SPIRIT. 

371.      L.  M. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  guest, 
And  make  thy  mansion  in  my  breast  ; 
Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control, 
And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

2  Come,  make  thy  constant  dwelling  here  ; 
Fill  me  with  hope,  dispel  my  fear  ; 
Still  let  thy  presence  cheer  my  heart, 
Nor  sin  compel  thee  to  depart. 

3  Thou  God  of  love  and  peace  divine, 
O  make  thy  light  within  me  shine  ! 
Forgive  my  sins,  my  guilt  remove, 
And  send  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 

372.    s.  m. 

1  THOU,  Holy  Spirit,  art 

Of  truth  the  promised  seal  ; 
Convincing  power  thou  dost  impart, 
And  Jesus'  grace  reveal. 

2  0,  breathe  thy  quick'ning  breath, 

And  light  and  life  afford  ; 
Instruct  us  how  to  live  by  faith, 
And  glorify  the  Lord. 

373.     8s&7s. 

1  HOLY  Spirit !  Fount  of  blessing, 
Ever  watchful,  ever  kind  ; 
Thy  celestial  aid  possessing, 

Prisoned  souls  deliv'rapce  find, 
Seal  of  truth,  and  bond  of  union, 

Source  of  light,  and  flame  of  love, 
Symbol  of  divine  communion, 
In  the  olive-bearing  dove  ; 
222 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 

Heavenly  guide  from  paths  of  error, 

Comforter  of  minds  distressed  ; 
When  the  billows  fill  with  terror, 

Pointing  to  an  ark  of  rest ; 
Promised  pledge  !  eternal  Spirit ! 

Greater  than  all  gifts  below,  — 
May  our  hearts  thy  grace  inherit ; 

May  our  lips  thy  glories  show. 


374.    l.  m. 

1  COME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  ! 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness  —  the  road 
Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ  —  the  living  way ; 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray. 

375.      7s&6s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  SAVIOUR,  I  thy  word  believe  ; 
My  unbelief  remove ; 
Now  thy  quick 'ning  Spirit  give 

The  unction  from  above. 
Show  me,  Lord,  how  good  thou  art ; 

Now  thy  gracious  word  fulfil  ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart ; 
The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 
223 


HOLY    SPIRIT. 

2  Blessed  Comforter,  come  down, 

And  live  and  move  in  me  ; 
Make  my  every  deed  thine  own, 

In  all  things  led  by  thee  ; 
Bid  my  sin  and  fear  depart, 

And  within,  0,  deign  to  dwell ; 
Faithful  witness,  in  my  heart 

Thy  perfect  light  reveal. 

3  Whom  the  world  cannot  receive, 

0  Lord,  reveal  in  me  ; 
Son  of  God,  I  cease  to  live, 

Unless  I  live  to  thee. 
Make  me  choose  the  better  part ; 

0 ,  do  thou  my  pardon  seal ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart ; 

The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 

376.    cm. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  ; 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs ; 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father,  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ; 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 
224 


REGENERATION, 


Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers ; 

Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


XIV.     REGENERATION. 

377.    s.  m. 

1  THE  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 

That  I  no  more  may  do  : 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 

And  all  my  soul  renew ; 
My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 

Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And,  sanctified  by  love  divine, 

Be  purified  from  sin. 

2  That  blessed  law  of  thine, 

Jesus,  to  me  impart, 
The  Spirit's  law  of.life  divine, 

0  write  it  on  my  heart ! 
Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove  — 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 

The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3  Thy  nature  be  my  law, 

Thy  spotless  sanctity  ; 
And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 

My  happy  soul  to  thee  : 
Soul  of  my  soul,  remain  ; 

Who  didst  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,  0  Lord,  fulfil  again 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  will ! 
15  225 


REGENERATION. 

378.  l.  m. 

1  0  LOVE  divine !  the  Saviour  shed 

His  life-blood  on  the  cursed  tree ; 
Bowed  on  the  cross  his  blessed  head, 
And  died,  to  make  his  brethren  free. 

2  Through  suffering  there  beneath  his  feet, 

He  trod  the  fierce  avenger  down  : 
There  power  itself  and  weakness  meet, 
Emblem  of  each,  yon  thorny  crown. 

3  Fruit  of  the  curse,  the  tangled  thorn 

Showed  that  he  bore  its  deadly  sting  ; 
The  crown,  'mid  Israel's  cruel  scorn, 
Marked  him  as  earth's  anointed  King. 

4  0  blessed  hour  !  when  all  the  earth 

Its  rightful  Heir  shall  yet  receive  ; 
"When  every  tongue  shall  own  his  worth, 
And  all  creation  cease  to  grieve. 

5  Thou,  dearest  Savour  !  thou  alone 

Canst  give  thy  weary  people  rest ; 
And,  Lord,  when  thou  art  on  thy  throne, 
The  earth  renewed  will  then  be  blest. 

379.  s.m. 

1  HOW  glorious  is  the  hour 

When  first  our  souls  awake, 
And  through  thy  Spirit's  quick'ning  power 
Of  the  new  life  partake  ! 

2  With  richer  beauty  glows 

The  world,  before  so  fair; 
Her  holy  light  religion  throws, 
Reflected  everywhere. 
226 


GRACE    DIVINE. 

3  Amid  repentant  tears 

We  feel  sweet  peace  within  ; 
We  know  the  God  of  mercy  hears, 
And  pardons  every  sin. 

4  Born  of  thy  spirit,  Lord, 

Thy  spirit  may  we  share  ; 
Deep  in  our  hearts  inscribe  thy  word, 
And  place  thine  image  there. 

XV.     GRACE  DIVINE. 

380.    i2s. 

THE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Escape  to  the  moun- 
tain ; 

For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain  ; 

For  sin  and  uncleanness,  and  every  transgression, 

His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  purchased  our 
pardon  ; 

We  will  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

Now  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  is  given  ; 
Now  glory  to  God  is  reechoed  in  heaven  ; 
Around  the  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love,  his  salvation  and  glory. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

O  Jesus,  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious  ; 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou  'It  make  us  victorious ; 
Thy  name  shall  be  praised  in  the  great  congregation, 
And  saints  shall  ascribe  unto  thee  their  salvation. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

As  on  Zion  we  stand,  having  gained  the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,  we  '11  praise  evermore  ; 
We  '11  range  the  blest  fields  on  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing  of  redemption  forever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 
227 


GRACE    DIVINE. 

381.    s.  m. 

1  GRACE  !  't  is  a  charming  sound  ; 

Harmonious  to  the  ear  ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
"Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  taught  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road  ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  1  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 

Through  everlasting  days  ; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 

382.    c.  m. 

1  HOW  happy  is  the  Christian's  state ! 

His  sins  are  all  forgiven  ; 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 
And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heaven. 

2  Though,  in  the  rugged  path  of  life, 

He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh, 
Yet,  trusting  in  the  Lord,  he  finds 
Supporting  grace  is  nigh. 

3  If,  to  prevent  his  wand'ring  steps, 

He  feels  the  chast'ning  rod, 
The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

228 


GRACE   DIVINE. 

383.  c.  m. 

1  AMAZING  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound  ! 

That  saved  a  wretch  like  ine ; 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found  ; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'T  was  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear 
The  hour  I  first  believed  ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come  ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me  ; 

His  word  my  hope  secures  ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

6  The  earth  shall  soon  dissolve  like  snow, 

The  sun  forbear  to  shine  ; 
But  God,  who  called  me  here  below, 
Will  be  forever  mine. 

384.  c.  m. 

1  LORD,  we  confess  our  num'rous  faults, 
How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 
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GRACE   DIVINE. 

2  But,  0  my  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways, 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame. 

3  'T  is  not  by  works  of  righteousness 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  saved  by  sovereign  grace, 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 

4  'T  is  through  the  purchase  of  his  death , 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree  ; 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 
On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 

5  Raised  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew  ; 

And,  justified  by  grace, 
We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 

385.  p.m. 

1  LET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 

Their  works  of  righteousness  ! 
I,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost, 

Am  freely  saved  by  grace. 
Other  title  I  disclaim  ; 

This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea  : 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

386.  l.  m. 

1  WHAT  means  this  conflict  in  my  heart, 
In  which  both  grace  and  sin  take  part? 
Both  seem  resolved  in  me  to  reign, 
And  both  a  daily  war  maintain. 

2  Grace  bids  me  seek  the  Lord  by  prayer ; 
Sin  almost  drives  me  to  daspair  ; 

230 


GRACE   DIVINE. 

Grace  bids  me  rise  by  heavenly  birth  ; 
Sin  drags  me  downward  to  the  earth. 

3  Grace  makes  me  love  the  saints  of  God, 
His  house,  his  service,  and  his  word  ; 
But  sin  in  every  place  has  tried 

To  turn  my  wand'ring  heart  aside. 

4  Grace  gives  me  views  of  heavenly  joys  ; 
But  sin  my  happiness  annoys  ; 
Though  sin,  0  Lord,  would  hold  me  fast, 
Thy  grace  shall  conquer  sin  at  last. 

387.    cm. 

1  THE  gospel  comes  with  welcome  news 

To  sinners  lost  like  me  ; 
Their  various  schemes  while  others  choose 
Saviour,  I  come  to  thee. 

2  Of  merit  now  I  cannot  speak, 

For  merit  I  have  none  ; 
I  'm  justified  for  Jesus'  sake, 
I  'm  saved  by  grace  alone. 

3  'Twas  grace  my  wayward  heart  first  won  ; 

'T  is  grace  that  holds  me  fast  ; 
Grace  will  complete  the  work  begun, 
And  save  me  to  the  last. 

4  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

What  God  hath  done  for  me, 
And  celebrate  redeeming  grace 
Throughout  eternity. 

388.   c.  m. 

1  SALVATION  !  0,  the  joyful  sound  ! 
'T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
231 


GRACE   DIVINE. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

389.  cm. 

1  THE  gospel  !  0,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  that  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  delight  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joy  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  woe. 

3  How  rich  the  depths  of  love  divine .! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store  ! 
Redeemer,  let  me  call  thee  mine  ; 
Thy  fulness  I  implore. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies  ; 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall : 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  all ! 

390.  l.  m. 

1  0,  GRACE  divine  !  the  Saviour  shed 
His  life-blood  on  the  cursed  tree, 
Bowed  on  the  cross  his  blessed  head, 
And  died  to  make  his  brethren  free. 


GRACE   DIVINE. 

2  Through  suff 'ring  there,  beneath  his  feet 

He  trod  the  fierce  avenger  down  : 
There  power  itself  and  weakness  meet  — 
Emblem  of  each,  yon  thorny  crown. 

3  Fruit  of  the  curse,  the  tangled  thorn 

Showed  that  he  bore  its  deadly  sting  ; 
The  crown,  'mid  Israel's  cruel  scorn, 
Marked  him  as  earth's  anointed  King. 

4  0  blessed  hour,  when  all  the  earth 

Its  rightful  Heir  shall  yet  receive  ; 
When  every  tongue  shall  own  his  worth, 
And  all  creation  cease  to  grieve  ! 

5  Thou,  dearest  Saviour,  thou  alone 

Canst  give  thy  weary  people  rest  ; 
And,  Lord,  till  thou  art  on  the  throne, 
This  groaning  earth  can  ne'er  be  blest. 

391.      L.  M. 

1  NOW  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 

Be  everlasting  honors  given  ; 
He  saves  from  hell  —  we  bless  his  name  — 
He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heaven. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 

But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'T  was  his  own  purpose  that  begun 

To  rescue  rebels  doomed  to  die  ; 

He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 

Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus  the  Lord  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known, 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 
233 


GRACE   DIVINE 

392.  s  m. 

1  GOD'S  holy  law,  transgressed, 

Speaks  nothing  but  despair  ; 
Convinced  of  guilt,  with  grief  oppressed, 
We  find  no  comfort  there. 

2  Not  all  our  groans  and  tears, 

Nor  works  which  we  have  done, 
Nor  vows,  nor  promises,  nor  prayers, 
Can  e'er  for  sin  atone. 

3  Relief  alone  is  found 

In  Jesus'  precious  blood ; 
'T  is  this  that  heals  the  mortal  wound, 
And  reconciles  to  God. 

4  High  lifted  on  the  cross, 

The  spotless  Victim  dies  : 
This  is  salvation's  only  source  ; 
Hence  all  our  hopes  arise. 

393.  l.  m. 

1  HO  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh  — 

'T  is  God  invites  the  fallen  race  — 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy  ; 

Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  ! 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call ; 

Return,  ye  wear}-  wand'rers,  home, 

And  find  his  grace  is  free  for  all. 

3  See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise  ; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls  ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  lab'ring,  burdened,  sin-sick  souls. 
234 


GRACE    DIVIKTE. 

4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give  ; 

Leave  all  you  have,  and  are,  behind  ; 
Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive  ; 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

394.  l.  m. 

1  NATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 

To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad  ; 
And  every  labor  of  his  hands 

Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines  ; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  't  is  fairest  drawn, 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  0,  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  Christ,  the  Saviour,  loved  and  died  ; 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

395.  c.  m. 

1  MY  grateful  soul,  forever  praise, 

Forever  love  his  name, 
Who  turned  thee  from  the  fatal  paths 
Of  folly,  sin  and  shame. 

2  Vain  and  presumptuous  is  the  trust 

Which  in  our  works  we  place  ; 
Salvation  from  a  higher  source 
Flows  to  our  fallen  race. 

3  'T  is  from  the  love  of  God  through  Christ 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
His  mercy  saved  our  souls  from  death, 
And  washed  us  from  our  sin. 
235 


GRACE    DIVINE. 

4  His  Spirit,  through  the  Saviour  shed, 

His  sacred  fire  imparts, 
Removes  our  dross,  and  love  divine 
Enkindles  in  our  hearts. 

5  Thus  raised  from  death,  we  live  anew 

And,  justified  by  grace, 
We  hope  in  glory  to  appear, 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 

396.  s.  m. 

1  LIKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 

And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 
Each  wand'ring  in  a  diff'rent  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour 

When  God  our  wand'rings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke  ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
And  let  him  see  a  num'rous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

397.  s.  m. 

1  TO  God,  the  only  wise, 

Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 
236 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION   AND   WARNING. 

2  'T  is  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel,  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death , 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne  ; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 


XVI        INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION 
AND   WARNING. 

398.     C.  M. 

1  REPENT  !  the  voice  celestial  cries  ; 

No  longer  dare  delay  : 
The  soul  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  No  more  the  sovereign  eye  of  God 

O'erlooks  the  crimes  of  men  ; 
His  heralds  now  are  sent  abroad 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  O  sinners,  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess  ; 
Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace  ! 


4  Soon  will  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  you  to  his  bar  ; 
237 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND    WARNING. 

His  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 
And  yields  to  justice  there. 

5  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 
And  yet  prolong  our  days  ! 
Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

399.     6s&4s. 

1  TO-DAY  the  Saviour  calls  ! 

Ye  wand'rers,  come ! 
0  ye  benighted  souls, 
Why  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ! 

0,  hear  him  now  ! 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ! 

For  refuge  fly  ; 
The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day  ! 

Yield  to  his  power  ; 

0  grieve  him  not  away  ! 

'T  is  mercy's  hour  ! 

400.    7s. 

1  BLEEDING  hearts,  denied  by  sin, 
Jesus  Christ  can  make  you  clean  ; 
Contrite  souls,  with  guilt  opprest, 
Jesus  Christ  can  give  you  rest. 

2  You  that  mourn  o'er  follies  past, 
Precious  hours  and  years  laid  waste, 

238 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND    WARNING. 

Turn  to  God,  0  turn  and  live  ! 
Jesus  Christ  can  still  forgive. 

3  Souls  benighted  and  forlorn, 
Grieved,  afflicted,  tempest- worn, 
Now  in  Israel's  Rock  confide  : 
Jesus  Christ  for  man  has  died. 

4  Fainting  souls,  in  peril's  hour, 
Yield  not  to  the  tempter's  power  ; 
On  the  risen  Lord  rely  : 

Jesus  Christ  now  reigns  on  high. 

401.      L.  M. 

1  SINNERS,  obey  the  gospel  word, 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  your  Lord  ; 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day  ; 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own 
And  welcome  his  returning  son  ; 
Ready  the  gracious  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  from  above 

To  fill  the  broken  heart  with  love  ; 
T'  apply  and  witness  Jesus'  blood, 
And  wash  and  seal  you  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate  ; 
Tuning  their  harps,  by  which  they  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

402.     8s  &  7s. 

1  TELL  me,  wand'rer,  wildly  roving 
From  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
Pleasure's  false  enchantment  loving, 
When  will  thy  delusion  cease  ? 
239 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND   WARNING. 

2  Once,  like  thee,  by  joys  surrounded, 

I  could  kneel  at  pleasure's  shrine  ; 
Then  my  brightest  hopes  were  bounded 
By  delights  as  false  as  thine. 

3  But  those  visions  scarce  had  blest  me 

When  that  fleeting  day  was  o'er  ; 
Then  the  world,  that  had  caressed  me, 
Charmed  me  with  its  smiles  no  more. 

4  Such  is  pleasure's  transient  story  ; 

Lasting  happiness  is  known 
Only  in  the  path  to  glory, 
In  the  Saviour's  love  alone. 

403.    7s. 

1  SINNER,  art  thou  still  secure? 

Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ? 

2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  bared ; 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ! 
For  his  judgment  stand  prepared  ; 
Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 

You,  who  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide 

When  the  world  is  wrapped  in  flame  ? 

404.    c.  m. 

1  THE  Saviour  calls  !  let  every  ear 
Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear  ; 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 
240' 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION   AND   WARNING. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow, 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come  ;  't  is  mercy's  voice  ; 

That  gracious  voice  obey  ; 
'T  is  Jesus  calls  to  heavenly  joys  ; 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts  ; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 


405.    ii.  m. 

1  YE  dying  sons  of  men, 

Immersed  in  sin  and  woe, 
The  gospel  calls  again  ; 

Its  message  is  to  you  ; 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come  ; 
In  mercy's  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame  ; 
Christ  bids  you  come  to-day, 

The  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame  : 
All  things  are  ready,  sinners,  come  ; 
In  mercy's  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

3  Compelled  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wand 'ring  souls,  draw  near  ; 
He  calls  you  from  above  ; 

His  melting  accents  hear  : 
O,  whosoever  will,  may  come  ! 
In  mercy's  arms  there  vet  is  room. 

16  241 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND    WARNING. 

406.    l.  m. 

1  COME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
The  Saviour  offers  heavenly  rest  ; 

The  kind,  the  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
0,  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad  ! 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes  ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace  — 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hopes  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove ; 
And  sweetly  influence  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 


407.     lis. 

DELAY  not,  delay  not ;  0  sinner,  draw  near  ; 

The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee  ; 
No  price  is  demanded  ;  the  Saviour  is  here  ; 

Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  fr< 

Delay  not,  delay  not ;  why  longer  abuse 
The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus,  thy  God? 

A  fountain  is  opened  ;  how  canst  thou  ret 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardonim;  blood  ? 
242 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION   AND   WARNING. 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  to  come  ! 

For  Mercy  still  lingers  and  calls  thee  to-day  : 

Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  shades  of  the  tomb  ; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

4  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  the  hour  is  at  hand  ; 

The  earth  shall  dissolve,  and  the  heavens  shall 
fade  ; 
The  dead,  small  and  great,  in  the  judgment  shall 
stand ; 
"What  helper,  then,  sinner,  shall  lend  thee  his  aid  ? 


7s  &  4s. 


HEAR,  0  sinner  !  Mercy  hails  you  ; 

Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls  ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 

Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls  ; 
Trust  in  Jesus  ; 

'Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 

Haste,  0  sinner,  to  the  Saviour  ! 

Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may  ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over  ; 

Soon  your  life  will  pass  away  ; 
Haste  to  Jesus  ; 

You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


409.     7s.  61. 

HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent ! 

Break,  by  Jesus'  cross  subdued  ; 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Stained  and  covered  with  his  blood. 
Sinful  soul,  what  hast  thou  done? 
Crucified  th'  eternal  Son. 
243 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AXD   WARNING. 

2  Yes,  thy  sins  hare  done  the  deed  ; 

Driven  the  nails  that  fixed  him  there  ; 
Crowned  with  thorns  his  sacred  head  ; 

Plunged  into  his  side  the  spear  ; 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice, 
While  for  sinful  man  he  dies. 

3  Wilt  thou  let  him  bleed  in  vain  ? 

Still  to  death  thy  Lord  pursue  ? 
Open  all  his  wounds  again, 

And  the  shameful  cross  renew  ? 
No  ;  with  all  my  sins  I  '11  part ; 
Saviour,  take  my  broken  heart. 


410.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 
>C 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched  ; 

This  is  your  accepted  hour  ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power  ; 
He  is  able, 

He  is  willing  ;  doubt  no  more  ! 

Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-la'1;  sn, 
Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall  ; 

If  you  tarry  till  you  ?re  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all  : 

Not  the  righteous  — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'T  is  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 
244 


INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND    WARNING. 

4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo,  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished!  " 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

5  Lo,  the  Son  of  God  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ! 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly  ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

411.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 

Every  sentence,  0,  how  tender  ! 

Every  line  is  full  of  love ; 

Listen  to  it ; 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim  ; 
Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner  ; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  : 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name. 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor  ; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 
And  with  news  of  consolation 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears  ; 

Tender  heralds  ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word  ? 
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ATho  embraced  the  news  of  pardon 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it  ? 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord. 

412.  p.  m. 

1  COME  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain, 

Sinners  ruined  by  the  fall ; 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 

Flows  for  every  thirsty  soul, 
In  a  full  perpetual  tide, 
Opened  when  the  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind  ; 
Here  the  guilty,  free  remission, 

Here  the  lost,  a  refuge  find. 
Health  this  fountain  will  restore  ; 
He  that  drinks  need  thirst  no  more. 

8  Come,  ye  dying,  live  forever  ; 
'T  is  a  soul-reviving  flood  ; 
God  is  faithful,  he  will  never 

Break  his  cov'nant  sealed  in  blood  ; 
Signed  when  our  Redeemer  died  ; 
By  the  Spirit  ratified. 

413.  L.  M. 

1  PEACE,  troubled  soul !  whose  plaintive  moan 

Hath  taught  these  rocks  the  notes  of  woe  ; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow  ; 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
AY  hich  lulls  thy  pain,  which  heals  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 

Unburden  here  the  weighty  load  ; 
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Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 
Thy  God  's  thy  Father,  —  glorious  word  ! 
Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 

414.    c.  m. 

1  YE  trembling  souls,  confession  make 

Of  all  your  sins  to  God  ; 
There  's  pardon  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
And  cleansing  in  his  blood. 

2  E'en  justice  smiles  on  penitence, 

And  lays  its  anger  by  ; 
It  looks  on  Christ,  his  sure  defence, 
Nor  lets  the  sinner  die. 

3  The  Lord,  injustice  to  his  Son, 

Will  keep  the  oaths  he  sware  ; 
Will  pardon  for  his  sake  alone, 
Will  hear  the  Saviour's  prayer. 


415. 


18. 


1  SINNER,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep  ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead  ; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 

2  Leave  thy  folly  ;  cease  from  crime  ; 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time  ; 
Life  secure  without  delay  ; 

Evil  is  thy  mortal  day. 

3  0,  then,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep  ! 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night ; 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 

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416.  s.  m 

1  THE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  Sinner,  come  ! 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  Come  ! 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  Come  ! 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

0,  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ! 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  I  quickly  come  ! 
Lord,  even  so ;  I  wait  thy  hour  : 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  ! 

417.  c.  m. 

1  YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  Here  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms  ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms  ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 
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18. 

1  SINNERS,  seek  the  narrow  gate  ; 
Enter  ere  it  be  too  late  ; 

Many  ask  to  enter  there 
When  too  late  to  offer  prayer. 

2  God  from  mercy's  seat  shall  rise, 
And  forever  bar  the  skies  : 
Then,  though  sinners  cry  without, 
He  will  say,"  I  know  you  not." 

3  Mournfully  will  they  exclaim  ; 

"  Lord,  we  have  professed  thy  name  ; 
We  have  ate  with  thee,  and  heard 
Heavenly  teaching  in  thy  word. ' ' 

4  Vain,  alas,  will  be  their  plea, 
Workers  of  iniquity  ; 

Sad  their  everlasting  lot ; 

Christ  will  say,  "  I  know  you  not." 

419.      L.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  at  thy  door  ! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before  ; 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still  ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  0  lovely  attitude  !  he  stands 

With  melting  heart,  and  outstretched  hands 
0  matchless  kindness  !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  Admit  him ,  for  the  human  breast 
Ne'er  entertained  so  kind  a  guest ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour  's  at  hand 
When  at  his  door  denied  vou  '11  stand. 

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4  Open  my  heart,  Lord,  enter  in  ; 
Slay  every  foe,  and  conquer  sin  ; 
I  now  to  thee  my  all  resign  ; 
My  body,  soul,  and  all  are  thine. 

420.     lis  &  5s. 

1  AH  !  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 
What  shall  thy  doom  be,  when,  arrayed  in  terror, 
God  shall  command  thee,  covered  with  pollurion, 

Up  to  the  judgment  ? 

2  Oft  has  he  called  thee,  but  thou  wouldst  not  hear 

him  ; 
Mercies  and  judgments  have  alike  been  Blighted  ; 
Yet  he  is  gracious,  and  with  arms  unfolded 
AVaits  to  embrace  you. 

3  Come,  then,  poor  sinner,  come  away  this  moment ; 
Just  as  you  are,  come,  filthy  and  polluted  ; 
Come  to  the  fountain  open  for  uncleanness  : 

Jesus  invites  you. 

4  But  if  you  trifle  with  his  gracious  message, 
Cleave  to  the  world,  and  love  its  guilty  pleasures, 
Mercy,  grown  weary,  will,  in  righteous  judgment, 

Quit  you  forever. 

5  Then  you  shall  call,  but  he  will  not  regard  you  ; 
Seek  for  his  favor,  yet  will  never  find  it ; 

Cry  to  the  rocks  to  hide  you  from  his  presence 
Deep  in  their  caverns. 

6  0,  guilty  sinner,  hear  the  voice  of  warning  ! 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  and  embrace  his  pardon  ; 

So  shall  you  meet  him,  and  with  joy  triumphant, 
Coming  to  judgment. 

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421.  s.  m. 

1  NOW  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late  ; 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

422.  7s. 

1  SINNERS,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 

God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  ; 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 

2  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die  ? 
Christ,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  ; 
Will  ye  not  in  him  believe  ? 

He  has  died  that  ye  might  live. 

3  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  guilty  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

4  Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
0,  ye  dying  sinners,  why  — 
Why  will  ye  forever  die  ? 

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423.    p.m. 

1  DARK  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

Black  clouds  are  gath'ring  fust  ! 
In  awful  power  thy  God  has  oon 
Thy  days  of  mirth  are  past. 

2  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

Red  flames  are  bursting  round  ; 
Bright  lightnings  flash,  loud  thunders  roar. 
How  shakes  the  trembling  ground  ! 

3  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

Behold,  the  Judge  appears  ! 
Unnumbered  millions  throng  around, 
Raised  from  the  dust  of  years. 

4  Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee  ! 

Sinner,  behold  thy  doom  ! 
Destruction  opens  wide  for  thee 
Thy  chosen,  final  home. 

5  Yet  stay  —  the  vision  lingers  ; 

Why,  sinner,  wilt  thou  die? 
Dark  brood  the  heavens,  but  mercy  waits  ; 
This  hour  to  Jesus  fly. 

424.     8s  &  7s. 

1  "  COME  !  "  'tis  Jesus'  invitation, 

Now  to  mourning  souls  addressed  ; 
Why,  0  why  such  hesitation  ? 
Mourners,  he  will  give  you  rest. 

2  Do  ye  fear  your  own  unfitness, 

Burdened  as  ye  are  with  sin  ? 
'T  is  the  Holy  Spirit's  witness  ; 
Christ  invites  you,  —  enter  in. 
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3  Stay  not,  pond'ring  on  your  sorrow  ; 

Turn  from  your  own  self  away  ; 
Dare  not  linger  till  to-morrow  ; 
Come  to  Christ  without  delay. 

4  Jesus,  with  thy  word  complying, 

Firm  our  faith  and  hope  shall  be  ; 
On  thy  faithfulness  relying, 
We  will  cast  our  souls  on  thee. 


425. 


(3. 


1  HASTE,  0  sinner  !  now  be  wise  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Wisdom  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Haste,  and  mercy  now  implore  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Haste,  0  sinner  !  now  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Haste,  0,  sinner  !  now  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

426.    l.  m. 

SAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 
Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul, 

Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin, 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 
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INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND   WARNING. 

2  Hath  something  met  thee  in  the  path 

Of  worldliness  and  vanity, 
And  pointed  to  the  coming  wrath, 

And  warned  thee  from  that  wrath  to  flee  ? 

3  Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice  ; 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call  ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice, 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

4  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind  ; 
That  call  thou  may'st  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

427.    7s. 

1  COME,  ye  weary  souls,  oppressed, 
Find  in  Christ  the  promised  rest  ; 
On  him  all  your  burdens  roll  ; 
He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

"   2  Ye  who  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood  ; . 
To  the  Son  of  David  cry  ; 
In  his  word  he  's  passing  by. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find  ; 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 
Now  accept  the  proffered  bliss. 

428.    c  m. 

1   LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
AVith  an  inviting  voice. 
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2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind  :  — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  hath  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
From  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


429. 


13. 


1  WHEN  the  world  has  passed  away, 
When  draws  near  the  judgment-day, 
When  the  awful  trump  shall  sound, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

2  When  the  Judge  descends  in  light, 
Clothed  in  majesty  and  might, 
When  the  wicked  quail  with  fear, 
Where,  0,  where  wilt  thou  appear? 

3  What  shall  soothe  thy  bursting  heart. 
When  the  saints  and  thou  must  part  ? 

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INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND    WARN  INC. 

When  the  good  with  joy  are  crowned, 
Sinner,  where  wilt  thou  be  found  ? 

4  While  the  Holy  Ghost  is  nigh, 
Quickly  to  the  Saviour  fly  ; 
Then  shall  peace  thy  Spirit  cheer  ; 
Then  in  heaven  shalt  thou  appear. 

430.    s.  m. 

1  AND  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight 

The  call  of  love  divine  ? 
Shall  God  with  tenderness  invite, 
And  gain  no  thought  of  thine  ? 

2  Wilt  thou  not  cease  to  grieve 

The  Spirit  from  thy  breast, 
Till  he  thy  wretched  soul  shall  leave 
With  all  thy  sins  opprest  ? 

3  To-day,  a  pard'ning  God 

Will  hear  the  suppliant  pray  ; 
To-day,  a  Saviour's  cleansing  blood 
Will  wash  thy  guilt  away. 

4  But  grace,  so  dearly  bought, 

If  yet  thou  wilt  despise, 
Thy  fearful  doom,  with  vengeance  fraught, 
Will  fill  thee  with  surprise. 

431.     12s  &  Us. 

1  HARK,  sinner,  while  God  from  on  high  dotli  en- 

treat thee, 
And  warnings  with  accents  of  mercy  doth  blend  ; 
Give  ear  to  his  voice,  lest  in  judgment  he  meet  thee  ; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end.'* 

2  How  oft  of  thy  danger  and  guilt  he  hath  told 

How  oft  still  the  message  of  men  snd  ! 

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Haste,  haste,  while  he  waits  in  his  arms  to  enfold 
thee  ; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

3  Despised,  rejected,  at  length  he  may  leave  thee  : 

What  anguish  and  horror  thy  bosom  will  rend  ! 
Then  haste  thee,  0  sinner,  while  he  will  receive 
thee  ; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

4  Ere  long,  and  Jehovah  will  come  in  his  power  ; 

Our  God  will  arise,  with  his  foes  to  contend  : 
Haste,  haste  thee,  0  sinner  ;  prepare  for  that  hour  ; 
"  The  harvest  is  passing,  the  summer  will  end." 

5  The  Saviour  will  call  thee  in  judgment  before  him  : 

0,  bow  to  his  sceptre,  and  make  him  thy  Friend ! 
Now  yield  him  thy  heart,  and  make  haste  to  adore 
him  ; 
"  Thy  harvest  is  passing,  thy  summer  will  end." 

432.    p.  m. 

1  'T  IS  the  last  call  of  mercy 

That  lingers  for  thee  ; 
0,  sinner,  receive  it ! 

To  Jesus  now  flee. 
He  often  has  called  thee, 

But  thou  hast  refused  ; 
His  offered  salvation 

And  love  is  abused. 

2  If  thou  slightest  this  warning, 

Now  offered  at  last, 
Thine  will  be  the  sad  mourning  : 

"  The  harvest  is  past, 
Salvation  I  've  slighted, 

The  summer  is  o'er, 
And  now  there  is  pardon, 

Sweet  pardon,  no  more." 
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INVITATION,    EXPOSTULATION    AND    WARNING. 

3  'T  is  the  last  call  of  mercy  ; 

0,  turn  not  away  ! 
For  now  swiftly  hasteth 

The  dread  vengeance  day  ! 
The  Spirit  invites  you, 

And  pleads  with  you,  come  ! 
0,  come  to  Life's  waters, 

Nor  thirstingly  roam  ! 

4  'T  is  the  last  call  of  mercy  ; 

0 ,  steel  not  thy  heart ! 
For  now  she  is  rising, 

From  earth  to  depart. 
The  Bride  is  now  calling, 

"  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  !  " 
0,  come  with  the  ransomed  ; 

In  heaven  there  's  room  ! 

5  'T  is  the  last  call  of  mercy 

That  lingers  for  thee  ; 
Break  away  from  thy  bondage, 

0,  sinner,  be  free  ! 
Be  not  a  sad  mourner  — 

"  The  harvest  is  past, 
The  summer  is  ended  ' ' — • 

And  perish  at  last ! 

433.    s.  m. 

1  MY  son,  know  thou  the  Lord  ; 

Thy  fathers'  God  obey  ; 
Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 
His  guardian  hand  by  day. 

2  Call  while  he  may  be  found  ; 

0,  seek  him  while  he  's  near  ; 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind 
And  worship  him  with  fear. 

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3  If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry  ; 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 
His  grace  forever  nigh. 

4  But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heaven, 
Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiven . 

434.   lis. 

1  O  TURN  ye,  0  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 
When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  ; 
Since  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says  come, 
And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home  ? 

2  How  vain  the  delusion,  that,  while  you  delay, 
Your  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away  ! 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  you  be, 
While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

3  And  now  Christ  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive  ; 
O,  how  can  you  question,  if  you  will  believe  ! 
If  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 

'T  is  you  he  bids  welcome  ;  he  bids  you  come  home. 

4  Why  will  you  be  starving  and  feeding  on  air  ? 
There  's  mercy  in  Jesus,  enough  and  to  spare  ; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

435.    c.  m. 

1  O ,  WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found, 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound  ! 
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2  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 

Are  freely  welcome  here  ; 
Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls, 
Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

3  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds 

Your  every  burden  bring  ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

4  Whoever  will,  0  gracious  word  ! 

Shall  of  this  stream  partake  : 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake. 

5  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace  ; 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 


436.    c.  m. 

1  QUENCH  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

The  Holy  One  from  heaven  ; 
The  Comforter,  beloved,  adored, 
To  man  in  mercy  given. 

2  Quench  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord  ; 

He  will  not  always  strive  ; 
0,  tremble  at  that  awful  word  ! 
Sinner,  awake  and  live. 

3  Quench  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord  ; 

It  is  thy  only  hope  ; 
O,  let  his  aid  be  now  implored  ! 
Let  prayer  be  lifted  up. 
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PENITENTIAL. 

XVII.    PENITENTIAL. 

437.  7s. 

1  FATHER,  at  thy  call  I  come  ; 
In  thy  bosom  there  is  room 
For  a  guilty  soul  to  hide, 
Pressed  with  grief  on  every  side. 

2  Here  I  '11  make  my  piteous  moan  ; 
Thou  canst  understand  a  groan  ; 
Here  my  sins  and  sorrows  tell ; 
What  I  feel  thou  knowest  well. 

3  Ah,  how  foolish  I  have  been 
To  obey  the  voice  of  sin  ; 
To  forget  thy  love  to  me, 

And  to  break  my  vows  to  thee  ! 

4  Darkness  fills  my  trembling  soul ; 
Floods  of  sorrows  o'er  me  roll  ; 
Pity,  Father,  pity  me  ; 

All  my  hope  's  alone  in  thee. 

438.  l.  m. 

1  NO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 
Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 

I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  loss  ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restored  ; 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

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PENITENTIAL. 

4  0,  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 

439.  cm. 

1  0  LORD,  thy  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Thy  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye. 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  sinful  wand'rer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return  "  ? 

3  0,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine  ! 

4  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 

Delights  which  never  cloy  ; 
Be  this  my  solace  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy. 

440.  s.  m. 

1  DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wond'ring  angels  see  ;• 
Be  thou  astonished,  0  my  soul ! 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee  ! 
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PENITENTIAL. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep  ; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear  ; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there  's  no  weeping  there. 

441.      L.  M. 

1  THOUGH  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford  ; 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King,. 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

Thou  God  of  grace,  wilt  thou  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice  ? 

3  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  the  dreadful  sentence  just  ; 
Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  a  soul  condemned  to  die  ! 


442.   l.  m. 

1  FROM  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts, 

To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise  my  cries  ; 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults 

No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 

Dispensing  pardons  freely  there, 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 

And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate  ; 
When  will  mv  God  his  face  display  ? 
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PENITENTIAL. 

4  My  trust  is  fixed  upon  thy  word, 

Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain  ; 

Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 

And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

5  His  lore  is  great,  and  large  his  grace, 

Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 

And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

443.      Ss&6s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  JUST  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 

0,  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
0,  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

0,  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

4  Just  as  I  am  —  poor,  wretched,  blind  ; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need  in  thee  to  find, 

0,  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

444.    l.  m. 

1  0  THOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 

Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 

Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 

But  blot  their  meni'ry  from  thy  book. 

264  v 


PENITENTIAL. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford, 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

445.    c.  m. 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God  ; 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return  ! 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
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PENITENTIAL. 

Help  rue  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

446.    l.  m. 

1  SHOW  pity,  Lord  ;  0  Lord,  forgive 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes,  though  great,  cannot  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound  ; 
So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 

3  0,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ! 
Here,  on  my  heart,  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips,  with  shame,  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 


447. 


/s. 


LORD,  a  better  heart  bestow, 
Hear  a  sinner's  broken  prayer 

Full  of  weariness  and  woe, 
To  thv  mercies  I  repair. 
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PENITENTIAL. 

2  Once  I  thought  I  could  amend 

All  the  evil  of  my  ways  ; 
To  thy  throne  my  steps  could  bend, 
Do  thy  will,  and  gain  thy  praise. 

3  But  in  vain  I  toiled  and  prayed  ; 

Still  I  did  but  sin  the  more  ; 
All  the  efforts  that  I  made 

Showed  me  weaker  than  before. 

4  Now  I  find  no  hand  but  one 

Can  deliver  me  from  guilt ; 
On  the  merits  of  thy  Son 
All  my  confidence  is  built. 

5  Ruined,  helpless,  and  forlorn, 

To  the  Saviour's  cross  I  flee  ; 
0,  since  Christ  my  sins  hath  borne, 
Let  my  burdened  soul  go  free  ! 

448.    c.  m. 

1  0  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call ; 

My  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love  ! 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace  ; 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifers  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul  oppressed  with  sin's  desert 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise  ; 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 
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PENITENTIAL. 
449.         C.    M. 

1  APPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 

NYhere  Jesus  -answers  prayer  ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet  ; 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea  ; 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  0  Lord,  am  I  ! 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  pressed, 
By  war  without,  and  fear  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place  ; 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him  "  Thou  hast  died." 

5  0,  wondrous  love,  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name  ! 


450.     8s  &  7s. 

1  JESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 

Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation  ; 
See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 

2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief; 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting, 
Send,  0  send  me  quick  relief! 
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PENITENTIAL. 

3  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying, 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives  ? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 

4  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  sealed 

Hangs  my  everlasting  all ; 
Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 
Stay,  0  stay  me,  lest  I  fall ! 

5  Saved  !  —  the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Through  the  shining  realms  above  ; 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 
All  enraptured  with  thy  love. 

451.    s.  m. 

1  BESIDE  the  gospel  pool, 

Appointed  for  the  poor, 
From  day  to  day  my  helpless  soul 
Hath  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  thought 

Why  should  I  longer  lie  ? 
Surely  the  mercy  I  have  sought 
Is  not  for  such  as  I. 

3  But  whither  can  I  go  ? 

There  is  no  other  pool 
Where  streams  of  sovereign  mercy  flow 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

4  Still,  then,  from  day  to  day, 

I  '11  wait,  and  hope,  and  try. 
Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
Yet  suffer  him  to  die  ? 

5  No  ;  he  is  full  of  grace, 

And  never  will  permit 
A  soul,  that  fain  would  see  his  face, 
To  perish  at  his  feet. 
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PENITENTIAL. 

452.    c.  m. 

1  GOD  is  in  this  and  every  place  ; 

But  0,  how  dark  and  void 
To  me  !  —  't  is  one  great  wilderness, 
This  earth  without  my  God  ! 

2  Empty  of  him  who  all  things  fills, 

Till  he  his  light  impart, 
Till  lie  his  glorious  self  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  0  thou  who  seest  and  knowest  my  grief, 

Thyself  unseen,  unknown, 
Pity  my  helpless  unbelief, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone  ! 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye  ; 

The  long-sought  blessing  give  ; 
And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 

453.     C  M. 

1  I  WOULD  be  thine  ;  0,  take  my  heart 

And  fill  it  with  thy  love  ! 
Thy  sacred  image,  Lord,  impart, 
And  seal  it  from  above  ! 

2  I  would  be  thine  ;  but  while  I  strivo 

To  give  myself  away, 
I  feel  rebellion  still  alive, 
And  wander  while  I  pray. 

3  I  would  be  thine  ;  but,  Lord,  I  fee] 

Evil  still  lurks  within  : 
Do  thou  thy  majesty  reveal. 
And  overcome  my  sin. 
270" 


PENITENTIAL. 

4  I  would  be  thine  ;  I  would  embrace 
The  Saviour,  and  adore  : 
Inspire  with  faith,  infuse  thy  grace, 
And  now  my  soul  restore. 

454.   8s. 

1  ENCOMPASSED  with  clouds  of  distress, 

And  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 
I  long  for  thy  light  and  thy  grace  : 
0  God,  will  they  never  be  mine? 

2  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 
And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep. 

3  Appear,  and  my  sorrow  shall  cease  ; 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply, 
And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace  ; 
The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 

4  0  enter  this  desolate  heart ! 

Then  rule  o'er  the  heart  thou  hast  won  ; 
Nor  again  in  thine  anger  depart, 
But  make  it  forever  thy  throne. 

455.    s.  m. 

1  PROSTRATE  at  Jesus'  feet 

A  guilty  rebel  lies  ; 
And  upward  to  the  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  Will  justice  frown  me  hence  ? 

Stay,  Lord,  the  vengeful  storm  ; 
Forbid  it,  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm . 
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PENITENTIAL. 

3  If  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should,  from  both  my  weeping  eyes, 
In  ceaseless  currents  flow. 

4  But  tears  I  will  not  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt  ; 
No  tears,  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood,  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

5  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  all  my  sins  forgive  ; 
Then  justice  will  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 


456.    o.  m. 

1  IN  evil  long  I  took  delight, 

Una  wed  by  shame  or  fear, 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight, 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging  on  a  tree, 

In  agonies  and  blood, 
Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair  ; 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  I  did  ; 

But  n>w  my  tears  are  vain  : 
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PENITENTIAL. 

Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  ? 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid ; 
I  die  that  thou  may'st  live. 

7  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue ; 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 


457. 


(8. 


1  DEPTH  of  mercy  !  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear, 
And  the  chief  of  sinners  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace  ; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face  ; 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls  ; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Jesus,  answer  from  above  : 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget  ? 
Lo,  I  fall  before  thy  feet. 

4  Now  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament  ; 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore  ; 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

•   458.    s.  m. 

1  HAVE  mercy,  Lord,  on  me, 
As  thou  wert  ever  kind  ; 
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PENITENTIAL. 

Let  me,  oppressed  with  loads  of  guilt, 
Thy  wonted  pardon  find. 

2  Against  thee,  Lord,  alone, 

And  only  in  thy  sight, 
Have  I  transgressed  ;  and,  though  condemned, 
Must  own  thy  judgments  right. 

3  Blot  out  my  crying  sins, 

Nor  me  in  anger  view ; 
Create  in  me  a  heart  that 's  clean  ; 
An  upright  mind  renew. 

459.  c.  m. 

1  SWEET  is  the  friendly  voice  which  speaks 

The  words  of  life  and  peace  ; 
That  bids  the  penitent  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2  No  healing  balm  on  earth,  like  this, 

Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart  ; 
No  flatt'ring  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 

3  Thou  still  art  merciful  and  kind  ; 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  reveal ; 
The  broken  heart  thy  grace  can  bind, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  Let  thy  bright  presence,  Lord,  restore 

True  peace  within  my  breast ; 
Conduct  me  in  the  path  that  leads 
To  everlasting  rest. 

460.  c.  m. 

1  THE  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes, 
From  folly  just  awake, 
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PENITENTIAL. 


Reviews  his  wand 'rings  with  surprise  ; 
His  heart  begins  to  break. 

2  I  starve,  he  cries,  nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land, 
While  servants  of  my  Father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  "With  deep  repentance  I  '11  return 

And  seek  my  Father's  face  ; 
Unworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 
I  '11  ask  a  servant's  place. 

4  Far  off  the  Father  saw  him  move, 

In  pensive  silence  mourn, 
And  quickly  ran,  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

5  Through  all  the  courts  the  tidings  flew, 

And  spread  the  joy  around  ; 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew  : 
The  long-lost  son  is  found  ! 


461    c.  p.  m. 

0  THOU  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death 

That  casts  itself  on  thee  ? 

1  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 

But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done 
And  suffered  once  for  me. 


o 


Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood  ; 
That  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be  ; 
That  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Then  save  me  from  eternal  death  ; 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe  ; 

His  consolations  send  ; 
By  him  some  word,  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 
»  Thy  Maker  is  thy  Friend." 


XVIII.     CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE  AND 
PRACTICE. 

Love. 

462.    ios  &  6s. 

1  I  LOYE  my  God,  but  with  no  love  of  mine  ; 

For  I  have  none  to  give  ; 
I  love  thee,  Lord  ;  but  all  the  love  is  thine ; 

For  by  thy  life  I  live. 
I  am  as  nothing,  and  rejoice  to  be 
Emptied,  and  lost,  and  swallowed  up  in  thee. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  alone,  art  all  thy  children  need, 

And  there  is  none  beside  ; 
From  thee  the  streams  of  blessedness  proceed  ; 

In  thee  the  blest  abide  ; 
Fountain  of  life,  and  all-abounding  grace, 
Our  source,  our  centre,  and  our  dwelling-place. 


463.    c  m. 

HAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 

Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 
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2  Knowledge —5 alas  !   't  is  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'T  is  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 


464.  s.  m. 

1  HAD  I  the  gift  of  tongues, 

Great  God,  without  thy  grace, 
My  loudest  words,  my  loftiest  songs, 
Would  be  but  sounding  brass. 

2  Though  thou  shouldst  give  me  skill 

Each  myst'ry  to  explain  ; 
Without  a  heart  to  do  thy  will 
My  knowledge  would  be  vain. 

3  Had  I  such  faith  in  God 

As  mountains  to  remove, 
No  faith  could  work  eiFectual  good 
That  did  not  work  by  love. 

4  Grant,  then,  this  one  request, — 

Whatever  be  denied, — 
That  love  divine  may  rule  my  breast, 
And  all  my  actions  guide. 

465.  l.  m. 

1  OF  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know, 
Jesus,  thy  love  exceeds  the  rest ; 
Love,  the  best  blessing  here  below, 
The  highest  rapture  of  the  blest. 
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2  While  we  are  held  in  thin^  embrace 

There  's  not  a  thought  attempts  to  rove  ; 
Each  smile  that 's  seen  upon  thy  face 
Fixes,  and  charms,  and  fires  our  love. 

3  When  of  thine  absence  we  complain, 

And  long,  and  weep,  and  humbly  pray, 
There  's  a  strange  pleasure  in  the  pain  ; 
Those  tears  are  sweet  which  mourn  thy  stay. 


466.    c.  m. 

1  JESUS,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  we  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  mayst  be  clothed,  and  fed, 

And  visited,  and  cheered  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 
Our  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see  ; 
0,  rather  let  us  beg  our  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee  ! 

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467.    cm. 

1  LORD,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  sad  weight, 
We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill ; 
And,  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  off'rings  we  can  make  ; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

468.    c.  m. 

1  MY  God,  how  wonderful  thou  art ! 

Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
How  glorious  thy  mercy-seat, 
In  depths  of  burning  light ! 

2  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  0  Lord  ! 

Almighty  as  thou  art  ; 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

3  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee  ; 

No  mother,  half  so  mild, 
Bears  and  forbears,  as  thou  hast  done 
With  me,  thy  sinful  child. 
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4  My  God  !  how  wonderful  thou  art, 
Thou  everlasting  friend ! 
On  thee  I  stay  my  trusting  heart 
Till  faith  in  vision  end. 

469.    c.  m. 

1  JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ! 

'T  is  music  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul ! 

My  transport  and  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Or  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I  ?11  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ; 
And,  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death  ! 


470.    l.  m. 

THUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command 
"  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
With  utmost  vigor  and  delight. 
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2  Then  shall  thy  neighbor  next  in  place 
Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke  ; 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke  ; 
And  the  whole  law  's  fulfilled  by  love. 

4  But,  0,  how  base  our  passion's  are  ! 
How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

471.      L.  M. 

1  THOU  God  of  hope,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 

Thou  art  our  refuge  in  distress  ; 
The  husband  of  the  widow  thou  ; 
The  father  of  the  fatherless. 

2  The  poor  are  thy  peculiar  care  ; 

To  them  thy  promises  are  sure ; 
Thy  gifts  the  poor  in  spirit  share  ; 
0,  may  we  always  thus  be  poor  ! 

3  May  we  thy  law  of  love  fulfil, 

To  bear  each  other's  burdens  here, 
Endure  and  do  thy  righteous  will, 
And  walk  in  all  thy  faith  and  fear. 

472.      C.  M. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Is  never  raised  in  vain  ; 
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2  Whose  breast  responds  'with  generous  -warmth, 

A  stranger's  woe  to  feel ; 
Who  weeps  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

3  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow  ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

4  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 

And  mercy,  from  above, 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  Christian  law  of  love. 


Joy. 

473.  l.m. 

1  THY  happy  ones  a  strain  begin  : 

Dost  thou  not,  Lord,  glad  souls  po^scga  ? 
Thy  cheerful  spirit  dwells  within  ; 
We  feel  thee  in  our  joy  fulness. 

2  Our  mirth  is  not  afraid  of  thee  ; 

Our  life  rejoices  to  be  bright  ; 
We  would  not  from  our  gladness  flee, 
But  give  full  welcome  to  delight. 

3  Thou  wilt  not,  Lord,  our  smiles  deny  ; 

Dost  thou  not  deem^them  of  rich  worth  ? 
Our  cheer  flows  on  beneath  thine  eye  ; 
We  feel  accepted  in  our  mirth. 

4  We  turn  to  thee  a  smiling  face  ; 

Thou  sendest  us  the  smile  again  ; 
Our  joy,  the  richness  of  thy  grace  ; 

Thine  own,  the  cheer  of  this  glud  strain. 

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474.   ios&iis. 

1  O  WHAT  shall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praise, 
So  faithful  and  true,  so  plenteous  in  grace  ; 
So  strong  to  deliver,  so  good  to  redeem,  _ 
The  weakest  believer  that  hangs  upon  him  ! 

2  How  happy  the  man  whose  heart  is  set  free  ; 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee  ! 
Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  face, 
And  still  they  are  talking  of  Jesus'  grace. 

3  For  thou  art  their  boast,  their  glory  and  power  ; 
And  I  also  trust  to  see  the  glad  hour, 

My  soul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  salvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

4  For  Jesus,  my  Lord,  is  now  my  defence  ; 

I  trust  in  his  word  ;  none  plucks  me  from  thence  ; 
Since  I  have  found  favor,  he  all  things  will  do  ; 
My  King  and  my  Saviour  shall  make  me  anew. 

5  Yes,  Lord,  I  shall  see  the  bliss  of  thine  own  ; 
Thy  secret  to  me  shall  soon  be  made  known  ; 
For  sorrow  and  sadness  I  joy  shall  receive, 
And  share  in  the  gladness  of  all  that  believe. 

475.    c.  m. 

1  WHEN  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

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3  "  Great  is  the  work  !  "  my  neighbors  cried, 

And  owned  thy  power  divine  ; 
"  Great  is  the  work  !  "  my  heart  replied, 
"  And  be  the  glory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies  ; 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

476.  l.  m. 

1  LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 

"Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heavenly  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  ; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm,  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  They  scorn  to  seek  for  golden  toys, 

But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

477.  c.  m'. 

1  JOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 
In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 
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2  A  bleeding  Saviour,  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 

3  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy 

And  purify  the  mind  ; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

4  No  more,  believer,  mourn  thy  lot : 

0,  thou  who  art  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  those  who  know  him  not, 
Such  joy  as  earth  affords  ! 


478.    p.  m. 

1  HOW  happy  are  they 
Who  their  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 
Tongue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love. 

2  That -comfort  was  mine 
When  the  favor  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 

When  my  heart  it  believed, 

What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  name  ! 

3  'T  was  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet. 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore. 
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4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song  ; 

0  that  all  his  salvation  might  see  ! 
He  hath  loved  me,  I  cried, 
He  hath  suffered  and  died, 

To  redeem  even  rebels  like  me. 

5  0  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possessed, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filled  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

479.  o.  m. 

1  YE  servants  of  the  living  God, 

Let  praise  your  hearts  employ  ; 
And,  as  you  tread  salvation's  road, 
Lift  up  the  voice  of  joy. 

2  Have  they  not  reason  to  rejoice, 

Whose  sins  have  been  forgiven  ; 
Called  by  a  gracious  Father's  choice 
To  be  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 

3  How  do  the  captive's  transports  IIoav 

When  rescued  from  his  chains  ! 
And  how  must  sinners  joy  to  know 
Their  own  Messiah  reigns  ! 

4  0,  grant  us,  Lord,  to  feel  and  own 

The  power  of  love  divine  ; 
The  blood  which  doth  for  sin  atone, 
The  grace  which  makes  us  thine. 

480.  c.  m. 

10,  HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 
Religion's  warning  voice  ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early  only  choice. 

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2  For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 
More  precious  are  her  bright  rewards 
Than  gems,  or  stores  of  gold. 

3  Her  right  hand  offers  to  the  just 

Immortal  happy  days  ; 
Her  left,  imperishable  wealth 
And  heavenly  crowns  displays. 

4  And,  as  her  holy  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

Faith. 

481.    c.  m. 

1  FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 

Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 
It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
We  know  the  heavens  and  earth  shall  fade, 
And  be  again  restored. 

4  Abra'm  obeyed  the  Lord's  command, 

From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
By  faith  he  sought  a  promised  land. 
But  found  his  rest  in  heaven. 
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5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray, 
The  promise  in  our  eye  ; 
By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high. 

482.     Cs&4s. 

1  MY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine  ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray  : 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  ; 
0,  let  me  from  this  clay 

Be  wholly  thine  ! 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire  ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
0,  may  my  love  to  thee, 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be  — 

A  living  fire  ! 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

483.    cm. 

1  THY  promises  surpass  my  thought, 

But  faithful  is  my  Lord  ; 
In  unbelief  I  stagger  not, 

For  God  hath  spoke  the  word. 

2  Faith  lends  her  realizing  light, 

And  clouds  and  shadows  fly  ; 
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Th'  invisible  appears  in  sight, 
Distinct  .to  mortal  eye. 

3  Faith,  mighty  faith,  the  promise  sees, 
And  looks  to  that  alone  ; 
Laughs  at  impossibilities, 

And  says,  "  It  shall  be  done." 

484.  s.  m. 

1  IF  on  a  quiet  sea 

T'ward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
"With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
We  '11  own  the  fav'ring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  at  thy  control ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state, 

To  make  thy  will  our  own  ; 
And,  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart, 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

485.  c.  m. 

1  ALAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 

To  heaven  0  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray  ! 

2  0  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ! 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

3  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  lues  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  Avill  fail. 

4  0  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee  ! 

486.  c.  m, 

1  FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee  ; 

No  other  help  I  know  ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing  eyes  ; 
0,  may  I  now  receive  that  gift ! 
My  soul,  without  it,  dies. 

487.  l.m. 

1  BE  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns  and  snares  ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 

And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  way  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want,  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  When  first  before  his  mercy-seat 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit, 

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He  gave  thee  warrant  from  that  hour 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 

4  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  thee  home  apace  to  God  ; 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 


488.  cm. 

1  DELUDED  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 

And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust ! 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  vain  our  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  The  faith  which  new-creates  the  heart, 

And  works  by  active  love, 
Will  bid  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lift  the  thoughts  above. 

4  God  from  the  curse  has  set  us  free, 

To  make  us  pure  within  ; 
Nor  did  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

489.  c.  m. 

1  O  LET  triumphant  faith  dispel 

The  fears  of  guilt  and  woe ; 

If  God  be  for  us,  God  the  Lord, 

Who,  who  shall  be  our  foe? 

2  He  who  his  only  Son  gave  up 

To  death,  that  we  might  live  ; 
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Shall  he  not  all  things  freely  grant, 
That  boundless  love  can  give  ? 

3  Who  now  his  people  shall  accuse  ? 

'T  is  God  hath  justified  : 
"Who  now  his  people  shall  condemn? 
The  Lamb  of  God  hath  died. 

4  And  he  who  died  hath  ris'n  again, 

Triumphant  from  the  grave  : 
At  God's  right  hand  for  us  he  pleads, 
Omnipotent  to  save. 


490.    cm. 

HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place  — 

I  seek  my  rest  in  heaven  ; 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight ; 

Yet,  0,  by  faith  I  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 

•The  heaven  prepared  for  me  ! 

0,  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 

And  antedate  that  day  ; 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  filled. 

0,  would  he  all  of  heaven  bestow  ! 

Then  like  our  Lord  we  '11  rise  ; 
Our  bodies,  fully  ransomed,  go 

To  take  the  glorious  prize. 

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On  him  with  rapture  then  I  '11  gaze, 
"Who  bought  the  bliss  for  me, 

And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 
Though  all  eternity. 

491.  L.  M. 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives  ; 

He  lives,  and  on  the  earth  shall  stand 
And  though  to  worms  my  flesh  he  gives, 
My  dust  lies  numbered  in  his  hand. 

2  In  this  reanimated  clay 

I  surely  shall  behold  him  near  ; 
Shall  see  him  in  the  latter  day 
In  all  his  majesty  appear. 

3  I  feel  what  then  shall  raise  me  up  ; 

Th'  eternal  Spirit  dwells  in  me  ; 
This  is  my  confidence  and  hope, 
That  God  I  face  to  face  shall  see. 

4  Mine  own,  and  not  another's  eyes, 

The  King  shall  in  his  beauty  view  ; 
I  shall  from  him  receive  the  prize, 
The  starry  crown  to  victors  due. 

492.  7s&6s. 

1  LORD  Jesus,  we,  believing 

In  thee,  have  peace  with  God  ; 
Eternal  life  receiving, 

The  purchase  of  thy  blood. 

2  Our  curse  and  condemnation 

Thou  bearest  in  our  stead ; 
Secure  is  our  salvation, 
In  thee  our  risen  Head. 
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3  The  Holy  Ghost,  revealing 

Thy  love,  hath  made  us  blest ; 
Thy  stripes  have  giv'n  us  healing  ; 
Upon  thy  love  we  rest. 

4  In  thee  the  Father  sees  us 

Accepted  and  complete  ; 
The  blood  from  sin  which  frees  us 
For  glory  makes  us  meet. 

493.    l.  m. 

AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear  ! 

Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place  ; 
My  Saviour  cloth  not  yet  appear  ; 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face  ; 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no  ! 

I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with 'ring  fig-trees  droop  and  die, 

The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil  ; 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race  ; 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 

i  Barren  although  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  one  bud  of  grace  appear  ; 
No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  sin,  and  only  sin,  is  here  ; 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see  ; 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 

And  glory  that  lie  died  for  me. 


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494.  o.  p.  m. 

AUTHOR  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry  ; 

To  thee,  who  wouldst  not  have  me  die, 

But  know  the  truth  and  live  ; 
Open  mine  eyes  to  see  thy  face, 
Work  in  my  heart  thy  saving  grace, 

And  life  eternal  give. 

Shut  up  in  unbelief  I  groan, 

And  blindly  serve  a  God  unknown, 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove  ; 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 
And  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart, 

And  manifest  thy  love. 

I  know  the  work  is  only  thine  ; 
The  gift  of  faith  is  all  divine  ; 

But  if  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  wilt  the  benefit  bestow, 
And  give  us  hearts  to  feel  and  know 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

Be  it  according  to  thy  word  : 

Now  let  me  find  my  pard'ning  Lord  ; 

Let  what  I  ask  be  given  ; 
The  bar  of  unbelief  remove, 
Open  the  door  of  faith  and  love, 

Make  me  a  child  of  heaven. 

495.  l.  m. 

THE  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand, 
In  the  whole  armor  of  his  God  ; 

The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand  ; 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod. 

In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 
Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head, 
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With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread. 

3  "With  this  omnipotence  he  moves, 

From  this  the  alien  armies  flee  ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves, 
Through  Christ,  who  gives  him  victory. 

4  Thus  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 

Sin,  death  and  hell  he  tramples  down  ; 
Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 


496.    c.  m. 

1  HEAL  us,  Immanuel ;  here  we  arc, 

Waiting  thy  power  to  feel ; 
Deep-wounded  souls  to  thee  repair, 
That  thou  their  wounds  may'st  heal. 

2  Our  faith  is  feeble,  we  confess  ; 

We  faintly  trust  thy  word  ; 
But  wilt  thou  pity  us  the  less  ?  — 
Be  that  far  from  thee,  Lord  ! 

3  Remember  him  who  once  applied, 

With  trembling,  for  relief; 
"  Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cried, 
"  Help  thou  mine  unbelief." 

4  She,  too,  who  touched  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtue  stole, 
Was  answered,  "  Daughter,  go  in  peace, 
Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 

5  Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears,  we  come 

To  touch  thee,  if  we  may  ; 
0,  send  us  not  despairing  home  ; 
Send  none  unhealed  away  ! 
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497.  c.  m. 

1  JESUS,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly, 

On  whom  my  help  is  laid  : 
Oppressed  by  sins,  I  lift  mine  eye, 
And  see  the  shadows  fade. 

2  Believing  on  my  Lor-d,  I  find 

A  sure  and  present  aid  : 
On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 
Be  ev'ry  moment  stayed. 

3  Whate'er  in  me  seems  wise,  or  good, 

Or  strong,  I  here  disclaim  ; 
I  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 
Of  the  atoning  Lamb. 

4  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  life,  my  rest, 

On  thee  will  I  depend, 
Till  summoned  to  the  marriage-feast, 
When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 

498.  s.  m. 

1  AWAY,  my  needless  fears, 

And  doubts,  no  longer  mine  ; 
A  ray  of  heavenly  light  appears,  — 
A  messenger  divine. 

2  Thrice  comfortable  hope, 

That  calms  my  troubled  breast ; 
My  Father's  hand  prepares  the  cup, 
And  what  he  wills  is  best. 

3  If  what  I  wish  is  good, 

And  suits  the  will  divine  ; 
By  earth  and  hell  in  vain  withstood, 
I  know  it  shall  be  mine. 

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4  Still  let  them  counsel  take 

To  frustrate  his  decree  ; 
They  cannot  take  a  blessing  back, 
By  Heaven  designed  for  me. 

5  Here  then  I  doubt  no  more, 

But  in  his  pleasure  rest  ; 
Whose  wisdom,  love,  and  truth,  and  power, 
Engage  to  make  me  blest. 

499.  l.  m. 

1  INTO  thy  gracious  hands  I  fall, 

And  with  the  arms  of  faith  embrace  ; 
0,  King  of  glory,  hear  my  call  ; 

0,  raise  me,  heal  me  by  thy  grace  ! 
Now  righteous  through  thy  grace  I  am  ; 

No  condemnation  now  I  dread  ; 
I  taste  salvation  in  thy  name, 

Alive  in  thee,  my  living  Head. 

2  Still  let  thy  wisdom  be  my  guide, 

Nor  take  thy  flight  from  me  away  ; 
Still  with  me  let  thy  grace  abide, 

That  I  from  thee  may  never  stray  ; 
Let  thy  word  richly  in  me  dwell, 

Thy  peace  and  love  my  portion  be  ; 
My  joy  t'  endure  and  do  thy  will, 

Till  perfect  I  am  found  in  thee. 

500.  c.  m. 

1  LORD,  I  Relieve  ;  thy  power  I  own, 
Thy  word  I  would  obey  ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 
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3  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 
Sometimes  bedim  my  sight  ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  ;  but  oft,  I  know, 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak  ; 
Strengthen  my  weakness,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes,  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief ; 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow  ; 
Help  thou  my  unbelief. 

501.    c.  m. 

1  'T  IS  faith  that  purifies  the  heart ; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
It  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

2  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  power  : 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul 
In  death's  approaching  hour. 

3  By  faith,  where'er  his  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  we'll  tread  ; 
By  faith  we'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 


502.     s.  m. 

I  LIFT  my  soul  to  God  ; 

My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 
Let  not  my  foes,  that  seek  my  blood, 

Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 
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2  From  early  dawning  light 

Till  evening  shades  arise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
"With  ever-longing  eyes. 

3  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

4  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind  ; 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways, 
And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 


503.  l.  m. 

1  IN  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith, 
AYhen  all  their  works  exhibit  death  ; 
"When  they  indulge  some  sinful  view 
In  all  they  say,  and  all  they  do. 

2  The  true  believer  fears  the  Lord, 
Obeys  his  precepts,  keeps  his  word, 
Commits  his  works  to  God  alone, 
And  seeks  God's  will  before  his  own. 

3  Never  did  men  by  faith  divine 
To  selfishness  or  sloth  incline  : 

The  Christian  works  with  all  his  power, 
And  grieves  that  he  can  work  no  more. 

504.  o.  m. 

1  MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  ^ins  forgiven, 
While  they  arc  slaves  to  lust  ! 
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2  Vain  are  our  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  'T  is  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart ; 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love, 

That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 

And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celestial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 


505.      10s  &  lis. 

1  THOUGH  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite  ; 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide  : 

The  Scripture  assures  us  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abraham  of  old, 

Not  knowing  the  way  ;  but  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For,  though  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  sure  guide, 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  our  path, 
And  fill  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  ; 

He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has  tried, 
This  heart-cheering  promise,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

1  He  tells  us  we  're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have  tried, 
This  answers  all  questions, —  the  Lord  will  provide. 
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No  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness,  we  claim  ; 
Yet,  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great  name, 
In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide  — 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

506.  l.  m. 

1  'T  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

\Ve  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  shall  gain  our  endless  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ; 
Far  into  things  unseen  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray  ; 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

507.  c.  m. 

1  'T  IS  faith  that  lays  the  sinner  low, 

And  covers  him  with  shame  ; 
Renouncing  all  self-righteousness, 
It  trusts  in  Jesus'  name. 

2  Faith  works  with  power,  but  will  not  plead 

The  best  of  works  when  done  ; 
It  knows  no  other  ground  of  trust 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

3  It  gives  no  title,  but  receives  ; 

No  blessing  it  procures  ; 
Yet,  where  it  truly  lives  and  reigns, 
All  blessings  it  insures. 
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4  Its  sole  dependence  and  its  stay 

Is  Jesus'  righteousness  ; 
'T  is  thus  salvation  is  by  faith, 
And  all  of  sovereign  grace. 

5  The  more  this  principle  prevails, 

The  more  is  grace  adored  ; 
No  glory  it  assumes,  but  gives 
All  glory  to  the  Lord. 

508.    c.  m. 

1  0  FOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 

Though  pressed  by  many  a  foe  ; 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  poverty  or  woe  ; 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chast'ning  rod  ; 
But  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain 
Can  lean  upon  its  God  ; 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ; 

4  That  bears  unmoved  the  world's  dread  frown, 

Nor  heeds  its  -scornful  smile  ; 
That  sin's  wild  ocean  cannot  drown, 
'    Nor  its  soft  arts  beguile  ; 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way, 

By  truth  restrained  and  led, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  me  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
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I  '11  taste  e'en  here  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

509.  l.  m. 

1  0  LORD,  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  ; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

2  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

3  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow  ; 
No  human  power  could  cleanse  me  so. 

4  "While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace 
Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease  ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice. 

Gentleness  and  Meekness. 

510.  cm 

1  THY  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord  ; 

The  simplest  are  the  best ; 
Thy  lodging  is  in  child-like  hearts  ; 
Thou  makcst  there  thy  rest. 

2  Dear  Comforter  !  Eternal  Love  ! 

If  thou  wilt  stay  with  me, 
Of  lowly  thoughts  and  simple  ways 
I  '11  build  a  house  for  thee. 
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3  Who  made  this  beating  heart  of  mine, 
But  thou,  my  heavenly  Guest? 
Let  no  one  have  it,  then,  but  thee, 
And  let  it  be  thy  rest. 

511.     0.  M. 

1  SPEAK  gently,  —  it  is  better  far 

To  rule  by  love  than  fear  ; 
Speak  gently,  —  let  no  harsh  word  mar 
The  good  we  may  do  here. 

2  Speak  gently  to  the  young,  —  for  they 

Will  have  enough  to  bear  ; 
Pass  through  this  life  as  best  they  may, 
'T  is  full  of  anxious  care. 

3  Speak  gently  to  the  aged  one, 

Grieve  not  the  careworn  heart ; 
The  sands  of  life  are  nearly  run, 
Let  them  in  peace  depart. 

4  Speak  gently  to  the  erring  ones  ; 

They  must  have  toiled  in  vain  ; 
Perchance  unkindness  made  them  so  ; 
0 ,  win  them  back  again  ! 

5  Speak  gently,  —  't  is  a  little  thing, 

Dropped  in  the  heart's  deep  well ; 
The  good,  the  joy  that  it  may  bring, 
Eternity  shall  tell. 

512.      L.  M. 

1  HAPPY  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 
Clear  as  the  summer  evening's  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 
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2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting  ; 

No  jars  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 

He  rests  beneath  th'  Almighty's  wing, 

Hostile  to  none,  —  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  Grace  !  all  meek  and  mild, 

Inspire  our  hearts,  —  our  souls  possess  ; 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 

513.     L    M. 

1  WHEREFORE  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 

Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day, — 

0,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ! 

2  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 

With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way  ; 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast  ! 
Of  reason's  lamp  how  faint  the  ray 

3  Follies  and  sins,  a  countless  sum, 

Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span  : 
How  ill,  alas,  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man ! 

4  God  of  my  life  !  Father  divine  ! 

Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
In  modest  worth.  0,  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find  ! 

514.    7s. 

1  LORD,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, 
Poor  in  spirit,  meek  in  heart, 
We  shall,  as  our  Master,  be 
Rooted  in  humility  ; 
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2  Simple,  teachable  and  mild, 
Like  unto  a  little  child  ; 

Pleased  with  all  the  Lord  provides  ; 
Weaned  from  all  the  world  besides. 

3  Father,  fix  our  souls  on  thee  ; 
Every  evil  let  us  flee  ; 
Nothing  want,  beneath,  above, 
Happy  in  thy  precious  love. 

4  0 ,  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Every  good  in  Jesus  joined  ! 
Him  let  every  soul  adore, 
Trust  him,  praise  him,  evermore. 

Gratitude. 

515.      C.  M. 

1  WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  0 ,  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 

The  gratitude  declare, 
That  glows  within  my  ravished  heart  ?  - 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learned 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

4  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 
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5  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  death, 

It  gently  cleared  my  way  ; 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  feared  than  they. 

6  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  grateful  song  I  '11  raise  ; 
But,  0,  eternity  's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise  ! 

516.    s.  m. 

1  MY  Maker  and  rny  King, 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe  ; 
Thy  sov'reign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 

2  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live  ; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  I  can  give. 

3  Lord,  what  can  I  impart, 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart,  — 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  ! 

4  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 

5  0,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine  ! 

517.    c.  p.  m. 

1  BE  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 
To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 
With  loving  gratitude  ; 
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Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 
And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  0  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Jesus,  to  me  be  given  ; 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

518.    c.  m. 

1  SINCE  we,  and  all  our  treasures  too, 

Are  his  who  reigns  above  ; 

Then  is  there  nothing  we  can  do 

To  prove  our  grateful  love  ? 

2  A  broken  heart  he  '11  not  despise  ; 

It  is  his  chief  delight  ; 
This  is  a  humble  sacrifice, 
Well  pleasing  in  his  sight. 

3  Though  treasures  brought  before  his  throne 

Would  no  acceptance  find  ; 
He  kindly  condescends  to  own 
A  meek  and  lowly  mind. 

4  This  is  an  off 'ring  we  may  bring, 

However  mean  our  store  ; 
The  poorest  child,  the  greatest  king, 
Can  give  him  nothing  more. 

519.      L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 
Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 
With  humbled  heart  and  bending  knee, 
We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 
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2  Thy  name  we  bless,  Almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod,  — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray  ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dang'rous  way. 

4  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds, 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

5  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear  ; 

In  dangers  still  our  Guardian  be  ; 
0,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here  ; 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee  ! 

Hope. 

520.    7s. 

1  HOPE,  though  slow  she  be,  and  late, 
Yet  outruns  swift  time  and  fate  ; 
And  beforehand  loves  to  be 

With  remote  futurity. 

2  Hope  is  comfort  in  distress  ; 
Hope  is  in  misfortune  bliss  ; 
Hope,  in  sorrow,  is  delight ; 
Hope  is  day  in  darkest  night. 

3  Hope  casts  anchor  upward,  where 
Storms  durst  never  domineer  ; 
Trust,  and  hope  will  welcome  thee 
From  storms  to  full  security. 

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521.         C.    P.    M. 

1  0  GLORIOUS  hope  of  heavenly  love  ! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above  ; 

It  bears  on  eagles'  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravished  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 

With  Jesus,  priests  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 

I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favored  with  God's  peculiar  smile  ; 

With  every  blessing  blest ; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace 

And  everlasting  rest. 

4  0  that  I  might  at  once  go  up  ; 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess  ! 
This  moment  end  my  toilsome  years, 
Sorrows,  and  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

A  howling  wilderness  ! 

Prayer. 

522.    cm. 

1  A  THRONE  of  grace  !  then  let  us  go 
And  offer  up  our  prayer  ; 
A  gracious  God  will  mercy  show 
To  all  that  worship  there. 
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2  A  throne  of  grace  !  0,  at  that  throne 

Our  knees  have  often  bent  ! 
And  God  has  showered  his  blessings  down 
As  often  as  we  went. 

3  A  throne  of  grace  !  rejoice,  ye  saints  ; 

That  throne  is  open  still  ; 
To  God  unbosom  your  complaints, 
And  then  inquire  his  will. 

523.    s.m. 

1  COME,  praying  souls,  rejoice, 

And  bless  your  Father's  name  ; 
With  joy  to  him  lift  up  your  voice, 
And  all  his  love  proclaim. 

2  Your  mournful  cry  he  hears  ; 

He  marks  your  feeblest  groan , 
Supplies  your  wants,  dispels  your  fears, 
And  makes  his  mercy  known. 

3  To  all  his  praying  saints 

He  ever  will  attend, 
And  to  their  sorrows  and  complaints 
His  ear  in  mercy  bend. 

4  Then  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  has  not  turned  away 
His  mercy,  nor  his  precious  word, 
From  those  who  love  to  pray. 

5  No  ;  still  he  bows  his  car 

In  gentle  pity  down  ; 
For  praying  breath  he  loves  to  hear, 
And  praying  souls  he  '11  crown. 

G  Then  let  us  still  go  on 
In  his  appointed  ways, 
Rejoicing  in  his  name  alone, 
In  prayer  and  humble  praise. 
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524.  l.  m. 

1  PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 

The  blessings  God  designs  to  give  : 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray  ; 
For  't  is  by  earnest  prayer  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress  ; 

If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay  ; 
If  guilt  deject,  if  sin  distress,  — 
In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 

3  'T  is  prayer  supports  the  soul  that 's  weak  ; 

Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame 
Pray  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not  speak  ; 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

525.  s.  m. 

1  JESUS,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  every  saint, 

Invites  us  all  our  griefs  to  tell, 

To  pray,  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear,  — 

We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

.  3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen  when  they  cry  ; 
Yes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He  '11  help  them  from  on  high. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  cry, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer  ; 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and,  from  on  high, 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 
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526.      P.  M.     [Without  chorus,  C.  M.] 

1  OUR  Father,  who  in  Heaven  art, 

Hallowed  be  thy  name  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will  be  done 
In  heaven  and  earth  the  same. 

Come,  my  Saviour  !  0,  my  Saviour  ! 

Come  and  bless  thy  people  now, 

While  at  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

0  come  and  save  us  now  ! 

Then  will  we  sing,  our  suff 'rings  o'er, 

And  praise  thee  evermore. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread  ; 

Our  trespasses  forgive  ; 
As  we  forgive  our  fellow-men, 
May  we  thy  grace  receive. 
Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 

3  And  in  temptation  leave  us  not ; 

From  evil  us  defend  : 
For  thine,  0  Lord,  the  kingdom  is, 
Forever,  without  end. 
Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 

4  Thine  is  the  power,  O  Lord,  to  bring 

The  kingdom  down  to  men  ; 
Thine  is  the  glory  evermore, 
And  kingdom  without  end. 
Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 

5  In  that  glad  day  shall  all  thy  saints 

A  joyful  tribute  bring, 
Of  praise  and  power,  of  joy  and  song, 
To  their  exalted  King. 
Come,  my  Saviour,  &c. 

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527.  l.  m. 

1  BLEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 

To  hold  communion  with  his  God  ; 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

3  Blest  hour  ;  for,  where  the  Lord  resorts, 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given  ; 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

528.  s.m. 

1  AND  shall  not  Jesus  hear 

His  children  when  they  cry  ? 
Yes,  —  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He  '11  help  them  from  on  high. 

2  His  nature,  truth,  and  love, 

Engage  him  on  their  side  ; 
When  they  are  grieved,  his  bowels  move  ; 
And  can  they  be  denied  ? 

3  Then  let  us  earnest  be, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer  ; 
He  loves  our  importunity, 
And  makes  our  cause  his  care. 


529. 


78. 


SAVIOUR,  at  thy  feet  we  bow  ; 
0,  vouchsafe  to  meet  us  now  ! 
At  thy  people's  earnest  cry 
Bring  thy  loving  mercies  nigh. 
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2  Thou  hast  said,  where  two  or  three 
In  thy  worship  shall  agree, 

That  thou  wilt  be  present  there, 
Answering  their  faithful  prayer. 

3  Lord,  we  plead  thy  promise  here  ; 
Let  thy  presence  now  appear  ; 
On  our  souls  thy  Spirit  pour  ; 
Light,  and  life,  and  peace  restore; 

4  Raise  our  thoughts  from  things  below  ; 
Faith's  discerning  eye  bestow  ; 

Let  our  hearts,  from  sin  made  free, 
Hold  sweet  intercourse  with  thee. 

5  "With  a  beam  of  living  fire, 
Purify  each  low  desire  ; 

Be  thou,  Lord,  our  aim  and  end, 
Our  best  hope,  and  dearest  friend. 

530.      7s  &  6s. 

1  GO  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night  ; 
Go  vv'ith  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  arc  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 
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3  Or,  if  't  is  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

4  0,  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare, 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer  ! 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 
Remember,  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love  who  gave  thee  all. 

531.    c.  m. 

1  WHEN  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste, 

And  parched  with  thirst  extreme, 
The  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  taste 
The  cool,  refreshing  stream. 

2  So  longs  the  weary,  fainting  mind, 

Oppressed  with  sins  and  woes, 
Some  soul-reviving  spring  to  find, 
Whence  heavenly  comfort  flows. 

3  0,  may  I  thirst  for  thee,  my  God, 

With  ardent,  strong  desire  ; 
And  still,  through  all  this  desert  road, 
To  taste  thy  grace  aspire  ! 

4  Then  shall  my  prayer  to  thee  ascend, 

A  grateful  sacrifice ; 
My  mourning  voice  thou  wilt  attend, 
And  grant  me  full  supplies. 
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532.  cm. 

1  TO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 

My  gracious  God,  I  pray  ; 

I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 

And  keep  thy  law  by  day. 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace  ; 

Thy  promise  bears  me  up  ; 
And,  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 

3  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 

533.  l.  m. 

1  WHERE  is  my  God  ?  does  he  retire 

Beyond  the  reach  of  humble  sighs  ? 
Are  these  weak  breathings  of  desire 
Too  languid  to  ascend  the  skies  ? 

2  He  hears  the  breathings  of  desire  ; 

The  weak  petition,  if  sincere, 
Is  not  forbidden  to  aspire, 

And  hope  to  reach  his  gracious  ear. 

3  Look  up,  my  soul,  with  cheerful  eye  ; 

See  where  the  great  Redeemer  stands, 
The  glorious  Advocate  on  high, 

With  precious  incense  in  his  hands. 

4  He  sweetens  every  humble  groan  ; 

He  recommends  each  broken  prayer  ; 
Recline  thy  hope  on  him  alone, 

Whose  power  and  love  forbid  despair. 
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534.  c.  m. 

1  FATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 

I  humbly  seek  thy  face  ; 
Encouraged  by  the  Saviour's  word 
To  ask  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

2  Ent'ring  into  my  closet,  I 

The  busy  world  exclude  ; 

In  secret  prayer  for  mercy  cry, 

And  groan  to  be  renewed. 

3  Far  from  the  paths  of  men,  to  thee 

I  solemnly  retire  ; 
See,  thou  who  dost  in  secret  see, 
And  grant  my  heart's  desire. 

4  Fain  would  I  all  thy  goodness  feel, 

And  know  my  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  do  on  earth  thy  perfect  will, 
As  angels  do  in  heaven. 

535.  s.  m. 

1  OUR  heavenly  Father,  hear 

The  prayer  we  offer  now  : 
Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near  ; 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  Bread  supply, 

While  by  thy  word  we  live  ; 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 
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4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 

From  Satan's  wiles,  defend  ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine  shall  forever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine  ; 
The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 


536.  l.  m. 

1  FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat  ; 

'T  is  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads  ; 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle's  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more  ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souk  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

537.  l.  m. 

1  WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  the  mercy-seat  ! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 
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2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw  ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw, 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  ^Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  keeps  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 

.     And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  we  no  words  ?  ah  !  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  we  complain, 
And  fill  our  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  our  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Our  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 

"  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me!" 

538.      8s  &  7s. 

1  SWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend  ; 
Life  and  health  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 
Here  I  '11  sit,  forever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood  ; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bedewing, 

Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye  ; 
Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze. 
Love  I  much  ?  I  've  much  forgiven  ; 

I  'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 
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3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I  '11  bathe, 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 

Life  deriving  from  his  death  ; 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling  ; 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go  ; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  deeply  know. 

539.  l.  M. 

1  HEAR,  gracious  Sov'reign,  from  thy  throne, 
And  send  thy  various  blessings  down  ; 
While  by  thy  children  thou  art  sought, 
Attend  the  prayer  thy  word  hath  taught. 

2  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
And  fill  the'coldest  heart  with  love  ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  gracious  power  be  known. 

3  0,  let  the  joyful  converts  wait 
Num'rous  around  thy  temple-gate  ; 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal,  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee  ! 

540.  c.  m. 

1  SHEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve, 

In  this  our  evil  day  ; 
To  all  thy  tempted  followers  give 
The  heart  to  trust  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, 
O,  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast, 
In  never-ceasing  prayer  ! 
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3  Thy  Holy  Spirit's  praying  grace 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim, 
To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  the  Father's  love  impart. 

Till  thou  thyself  bestow, 

Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart, 

"I  will  not  let  thee  go." 

541.       L.  M.  6  1. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  Gocl  of  love, 

0,  hear  an  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty  : 
0,  deign  to  listen  to  my  voice, 
And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice  ! 

2  I  urge  no  merits  of  my  own, 

No  worth,  to  claim  thy  gracious  smile  ; 
And  when  I  bow  before  the  throne , 

Dare  to  converse  with  God  a  while, 
Thy  name,  blest  Saviour,  is  my  plea, — 
Dearest  and  sweetest  name  to  me. 

3  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 

Then  hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty  : 
One  pard'ning  word  can  make  me  whole, 
And  soothe  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

542.   cm. 

1  SHINE  forth,  eternal  Source  of  light, 
And  make  thy  glories  known  ; 
Fill  our  enlarged  adoring  sight 
"With  lustre  all  thine  own. 
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2  Vain  are  the  charms,  and  faint  the  rays, 

The  brightest  creatures  boast ; 
And  all  their  grandeur  and  their  praise 
Are  in  thy  presence  lost. 

3  To  know  the  Author  of  our  frame 

Is  our  sublimest  skill  ; 
True  science  is  to  read  thy  name, 
True  life  t'  obey  thy  will. 

4  For  this  we  long,  for  this  we  pray, 

And  following  on  pursue, 
Till  visions  of  eternal  day 
Fix  and  complete  the  view. 

543.    7s. 

1  COME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare ; 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer  ; 

He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray  ; 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King  ; 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring  ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin  ; 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest ; 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

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As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

544.   s.  m. 

1  YE  praying  souls,  rejoice, 

And  bless  your  Father's  name  ; 
With  joy  to  him  lift  up  your  voice, 
And  all  his  love  proclaim. 

2  Your  mournful  cry  he  hears  ; 

He  marks  your  feeblest  groan, 
Supplies  your  wants,  dispels  your  fears, 
And  makes  his  mercy  known. 

3  To  all  his  praying  saints 

He  ever  will  attend, 
And  to  their  sorrows  and  complaints 
His  ear  in  mercy  bend. 

4  Then  let  us  still  go  on 

In  his  appointed  ways, 
Rejoicing  in  his  name  alone, 
In  prayer  and  humble  praise. 


545.    o.  m. 

1  SWEET  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows  ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires  ; 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze  ; 
And  Love,  celestial  Love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

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3  But  sweeter  far  the  still  small  voice, 

Unheard  by  human  ear, 
When  God  lias  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  No  accents  flow,  no  words  ascend  ; 

All  utt'rance  faileth  there  ; 
But  God  himself  doth  comprehend, 
And  answer,  silent  prayer. 

546.  s.  m. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  work  revive, 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour  ; 

And  let  our  dying  graces  live 

By  thy  restoring  power  ! 

2  0  let  tby  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer  ; 
Their  sacred  vows  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear  ! 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  feeble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break, 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear  ; 

Now  listen  to  our  cry  ; 
0,  come,  and  bring  salvation  near  ! 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 

547.  s.  m. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  melting  lay 
Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 
When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 
Christians  unite  in  prayer. 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
He  listens  to  their  heaving  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray 

Before  the  morning  light  ; 
Or  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 


548.       lis  &  10s. 

1  COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish, 

Come,  at  the  mercy-seat  fervently  kneel  ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,   here  tell  your 
anguish  ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrows  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  comfortless,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope,  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and  pure  ; 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  mercy  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrows  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  tree  of  life — see  waters  flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above  ; 
Come  to  the  mercy-seat  —  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrows  but  heaven  can  remove. 


P.  M. 


COME,  let  us  pray  ;  'tis  sweet  to  feel 

That  God  himself  is  near  ; 
That,  while  we  at  his  footstool  kneel, 

His  mercy  deigns  to  hear. 
Though  sorrows  crowd  life's  dreary  way, 
This  is  our  solace  —  let  us  pray. 
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2  Come,  let  us  pray  ;  the  burning  brow, 

The  heart  oppressed  with  care, 
And  all  the  woes  that  throng  us  now, 

Will  be  relieved  by  prayer. 
Our  God  will  smile  our  griefs  away  ; 
0,  glorious  thought !  —  come,  let  us  pray  ! 

3  Come,  let  us  pray  ;  the  sin-sick  soul 

Her  weight  of  guilt  must  feel  ; 
But,  hark  !  the  glorious  tidings  roll. 

While  here  we  humbly  kneel  : 
Jesus  will  wash  that  guilt  away, 
And  pardon  grant  —  then  let  us  pray  ! 

4  Come,  let  us  pray  ;  the  mercy-seat 

Invites  the  fervent  prayer  ; 
Our  heavenly  Father  waits  to  greet 

The  contrite  spirit  there  : 
Then  loiter  not,  nor  longer  stay 
From  him  who  loves  us  —  let  us  pray  ! 

Consecration. 

550.    l.  m. 

1  0  LORD,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 

2  Whatever  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy  : 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space  ; 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  fills  every  place  ; 
And,  wheresoever  my  lot  may  be, 
Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

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4  Renouncing  every  worldly  thing, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  shelt'ring  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 

551.    o.  m. 

1  I  WANT  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear  ; 
A  sensibility  of  sin , 
A  pain  to  find  it  near. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wand'ring  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience,  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  the  eye, 

0  God,  my  conscience  make  ! 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

552.     S.  M. 

1  TEACH  me,  my  God  and  King, 

In  all  things  thee  to  see ; 
And  what  I  do  in  anything, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee. 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 

While  still  to  thee  I  tend  ; 
In  all  I  do  be  thou  the  way  ; 
In  all,  be  thou  the  end. 
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3  All  may  of  thee  partake ; 

Nothing  so  small  can  be, 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 

E'en  servile  labors  shine  ; 
Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause, 
The  meanest  work  divine. 


553.     s.  m. 

1  WHEN  shall  thy  love  constrain 

And  force  me  to  thy  breast  ? 
When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
To  God,  her  only  rest  ? 

2  Ah,  what  avails  my  strife, 

My  wand'ring  to  and  fro  ! 
Thou  giv'st  the  words  of  endless  life  ; 
Ah,  whither  should  I  go  ? 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 

To  me  did  freely  move  ; 
It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 

4  Here  at  thy  feet  I  fall  ; 

I  long  to  be  made  free  ; 
I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call, 
And  give  up  ail  for  thee. 

554.     8s&7s. 

1  TAKE  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it, 
Make  and  keep  it  all  thine  own  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  melt  and  break  it, 
This  proud  heart  of  sin  and  stone. 
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CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  Father,  make  it  pure  and  lovely, 

Fond  of  peace  and  far  from  strife, 
Turning  from  the  paths  unholy 
Of  this  vain  and  sinful  life. 

3  Ever  let  thy  grace  surround  it, 

Strengthen  it  with  power  divine, 
Till  thy  cords  of  love  have  bound  it ; 
Make  it  to  be  wholly  thine. 

4  May  the  blood  of  Jesus  heal  it, 

And  its  sins  be  all  forgiven  ; 
Holy  Spirit,  take  and  seal  it ; 
Guide  it  in  the  path  to  heaven. 


555.    7s.  . 

1  FATHER,  they  who  thee  receive, 
And  in  thee  begin  to  live, 

Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  so  let  us  be. 

2  Fix,  0,  fix  my  wav'ring  mind  ; 
To  the  cross  my  spirit  bind  ; 
Earthly  passions  far  remove  ; 
Fill  the  soul  with  perfect  love  ! 

3  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  the  promise  now  receives  ; 
He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

4  Boundless  wisdom,  power  divine, 
Love  unspeakable,  are  thine  ; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 

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556.  s.  m. 

1  O  LORD,  thou  art  my  Lord, 

My  portion  and  delight  ; 
All  other  lords  I  now  reject, 
And  cast  them  from  my  sight. 

2  Thy  sovereign  right  I  own , 

Thy  glorious  power  confess ; 
Thy  law  shall  ever  rule  my  heart, 
While  I  adore  thy  grace. 

3  Too  long  my  feet  have  strayed 

In  sin's  forbidden  way  ; 
But  since  thou  hast  my  soul  reclaimed, 
To  thee  my  vows  I  '11  pay. 

4  Accept,  0  Lord,  my  heart ; 

To  thee  myself  I  give  ; 
Nor  suffer  me  from  hence  to  stray, 
Or  cause  thy  saints  to  grieve. 

557.  s.  m. 

1  LORD,  I  would  come  to  thee, 

A  sinner  all  defiled  ; 
0,  take  the  stain  of  guilt  away, 
And  own  me  as  thy  child  ! 

2  I  cannot  live  in  sin, 

And  feel  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
Thy  blood  can  make  my  spirit  clean, 
And  write  my  name  above. 

3  Among  thy  little  flock 

I  need  the  Shepherd's  care  : 
Pour  waters  from  the  smitten  rock, 
And  pastures  green  prepare. 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

4  Blest  Shepherd,  I  am  thine  ; 
Still  keep  me  in  thy  fear  ; 
Now  fill  my  heart  with  grace  divine  ; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near. 

558.      L.  M. 

1  EMPTIED  of  earth  I  fain  would  be, 
Of  sin,  of  self,  of  all  but  thee  ; 
Reserved  for  Christ  that  bled  and  died, 
Surrendered  to  the  Crucified. 

2  Sequestered  from  the  noise  and  strife, 
The  lust,  the  pomp,  the  pride  of  life  ; 
Prepared  for  heaven,  my  noblest  care, 
And  have  my  conversation  there. 

3  Nothing  save  Jesus  would  I  know  ; 
My  friend  and  my  companion  thou  ; 
Constrain  my  soul  thy  sway  to  own  ; 
Self-will,  self-righteousness  dethrone. 

4  Detach  from  sublunary  joys 

One  that  would  only  hear  thy  voice, 
Thy  beauty  see,  thy  grace  admire, 
Nor  glow  but  with  celestial  fire. 

559.    c.  m. 

1  JESUS  !  to  thy  celestial  light 

My  dawn  of  hope  I  owe  ; 
Once  wand'ring  in  the  gloom  of  night, 
And  lost  in  shades  of  woe. 

2  Thy  gracious  Hand  redeemed  the  slave. 

And  set  the  pris'ner  free  ; 
Be  all  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

1  Here  at  thy  feet  I  wait  thy  will. 
And  live  upon  thy  word  ; 
0,  give  me  warmer  love  and  zeal, 
To  serve  my  dearest  Lord  ! 


560. 


<s. 


1  JESUS,  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
Thou  hast  bought  us  with  thy  blood ; 
We  would  value  naught  beside 
Jesus,  Jesus  crucified. 

2  We  are  thine,  and  thine  alone  ; 
This  we  gladly,  fully  own  ; 
And  in  all  our  works  and  ways, 
Only  now  would  seek  thy  praise. 

3  Help  us  to  confess  thy  name, 

Bear  with  joy  thy  cross  and  shame  ; 
Only  seek  to  follow  thee, 
Though  reproach  our  portion  be. 

4  "When  thou  shalt  in  glory  come, 
And  we  reach  our  heavenly  home, 
Louder  still  each  lip  shall  own 
We  are  thine,  and  thine  alone. 

561.      L.  M. 

"WHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 
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3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ; 
Then  I  am  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 


562.    c.  m. 

1  DIDST  thou,  dear  Saviour,  suffer  shame, 

And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  ? 

2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 

And  make  me  truly  bold  ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

3  Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 

And  treat  me  with  disdain  ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain. 

4  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 

And  all  my  powers  resign  ; 
Let  wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 
And  I  '11  no  more  repine. 
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563.    c.  m. 

1  0  SAVIOUR,  welcome  to  my  heart ; 

Possess  thy  humble  throne  ; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 
And  claim  me  for  thy  own  ! 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake  ; 

To  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
My  longing  heart,  0  Jesus,  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine  ! 

3  0,  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee  ! 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide  ; 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 


564.  c.  m. 

1  IN  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  solid  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  me  truly  blest. 

2  Let  earth  and  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
Enduring  bliss  can  find. 

3  Thy  favor,  Lord,  is  all  I  want ; 

Here  would  my  spirit  rest  ; 
0,  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant, 
And  make  me  fully  blest ! 

565.  o.  m. 

1  ETERNAL  Father,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  Ave  raise  ; 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND   PRACTICE. 

Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  0  let  us  be  ! 

Our  sacrifice  receive ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved,  by  %pe, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Ooine,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad  ; 
So  shall  we  ever  live,  and  move, 
And  be,  with  Christ  in  God.' 


566.    c.  m. 

1  HOLY  and  good  I  own  the  law, 

And  all  its  precepts  right ; 
The  sinner's  soul  it  fills  with  awe, 
The  saint's  with  pure  delight. 

2  I  cannot  reach  its  vast  extent, 

For  't  is  exceeding  broad  ; 

But  give  the  whole  my 'full* consent, 
And  oavii  my  righteous  God. 

3  Its  holiness  my  soul  desires  ; 

My  failings  I  bemoan  ; 
But  the  perfection  it  requires 
I  find  in  Christ  alone. 

4  Jesus  the  holy  law  fulfilled, 

To  be  our  righteousness  ; 
And  we  to  him  obedience  yield, 
Who  is  our  life  and  peace. 

5  His  bright  example  shows  the  way  ; 

His  grace  the  power  imparts  ; 
His  love  constrains  us  to  obey  ; 
His  law  is  in  our  hearts. 
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567. 


(8. 


1  BLESSED  Jesus,  heavenly  Lamb, 
Thine  and  only  thine  I  am  ; 
Take  me,  body,  spirit,  soul ; 

^Dnly  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  needful  be  ; 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee  ; 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part ; 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Fairer  than  the  sons  of  men  ! 
Do  not  let  me  turn  again  ; 
Leave  the  fountain-bead  of  bliss, 
Stoop  to  creature  happiness. 

4  All  my  treasure  is  above  ; 
All  my  riches  is  thy  love  ; 
Who  thy  depth  of  love  can  tell. 
Infinite,  unsearchable? 


568.    c.  m. 

1  YE  earthly  vanities,  depart ; 

Forever  hence  remove  ; 
For  Christ  alone  deserves  my  heart, 
And  every  thought  of  love. 

2  His  heart,  where  love  and  pity  dwelt 

In  all  their  softest  forms, 
Sustained  the  heavy  load  of  guilt 
For  lost,  rebellious  worms. 

3  Can  I  my  bleeding  Saviour  view, 

And  yet  ungrateful  prove  ; 
And  pierce  his  wounded  heart  anew, 
And  grieve  his  injured  love  ? 

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Great  God,  forbid  !  0,  bind  this  heart. 

This  roving  heart  of  mine, 
So  firm  that  it  may  ne'er  depart. 

In  chains  of  love  divine. 


569.    l.  m. 

1  0  THOU,  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand, 
Our  wayward,  erring  hearts  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 

2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul  ; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  prove 
That  stands  between  us  and  thy  love. 

3  Thrice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be 
AYhen  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee  ; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 
Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 


570.    o.  m. 


1  FATHER,  into  thy  hands  alone 

I  have  my  all  restored  ; 
My  all,  thy  property  I  own, 
The  steward  of  the  Lord. 

2  Confiding  wholly  in  thy  love, 

Through  Jesus  strengthening  m< 
I  wait  thy  faithfulness  to  prove, 
And  give  back  all  to  thee. 
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3  Determined  all  thy  will  t'  obey, 
Thy  blessings  I  restore  ; 
Give,  Lord,  or  take  thy  gifts  away, 
I  praise  thee  evermore. 

571.      L.  M. 

1  LORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine  ; 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace  ; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  Grod, 
But  ransomed  by  Lnmanucl's  blood. 

3  Here,  at  that  cross  where  flows  the  blood 
That  bought  my  guilty  soul  for  God  ; 
Thee,  my  new  Master,  now  I  call, 

And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all. 

4  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 

The  great  engagement  to  perform  ; 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 

572.    l.  m. 

1  MY  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right 

To  every  service  I  can  pay, 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee  ; 

Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end  ? 
'T  is  my  delight  thy  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend. 
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3  I  would  not  sigh  for  worldly  joy, 

Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good  ; 
Nor  future  days  nor  powers  employ, 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  'T  is  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live  ; 

To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died  ; 
Nor  could  all  worldly  honor  give 
Such  bliss  as  crowns  me  at  his  side. 


573.    l.  m. 

1  O  LOVE,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

And  guard  the  gift  thyself  hast  given  ; 
My  portion,  thou,  my  treasure  art, 
My  life,  my  happiness,  and  heaven. 

2  Would  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  share  ? 

Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 

The  idol  from  my  breast  I  '11  tear, 

Resolved  to  seek  my  all  in  thee. 

3  Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 

To  thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore  ; 
Gladly  I  all  to  thee  resign  ; 

Give  me  thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 


574.     L.  M.  6  1. 

1  WATCHED  by  the  world's  malignant  eye, 

Who  load  us  with  reproach  and  shame, 
As  servants  of  the  Lord  most  high, 

As  zealous  for  his  glorious  name  ; 
We  ought  in  all  his  paths  to  move 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  love. 

2  That  wisdom,  Lord,  on  us  bestow, 

From  every  evil  to  depart ; 
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To  stop  the  mouth  of  every  foe, 

While,  upright  both  in  life  and  heart, 
The  proofs  of  godly  fear  we  give, 
And  show  them  how  the  Christians  live. 


575.    s.  m. 

1  LORD,  in  the  strength  of  grace, 

"With  a  glad  heart  and  free, 
Myself,  my  residue  of  days, 
I  consecrate  to  thee. 

2  Thy  ransomed  servant,  I 

Restore  to  thee  thine  own  ; 
And,  from  this  moment,  live  or  die 
To  serve  mv  God  alone. 


576.      L.  M.  61. 

1  HUMBLE,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 
0  may  I,  as  a  little  child, 

My  lowly  Master's  steps  pursue  ! 
Be  anger  to  my  soul  unknown  ; 
Hate,  envy,  jealousy,  be  gone  ; 

In  love  create  thou  all  things  new. 

2  Let  earth  no  more  my  heart  divide  ; 
With  Christ  may  I  be  crucified  ; 

To  thee  with  my  whole  heart  aspire  ; 
Dead  to  the  world  and  all  its  toys, 
Its  idle  pomp,  and  fading  joys, 

Be  thou  alone  my  one  desire. 

3  My  will  be  swallowed  up  in  thee  ; 
Light  in  thy  light  still  may  I  see, 

Beholding  thee  with  open  face  ; 
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Called  the  full  power  of  faith  to  prove, 
Let  all  my  hallowed  heart  be  love, 
And  all  my  spotless  life  be  prais3. 

4  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all-quick 'ning  fire, 
My  consecrated  heart  inspire, 

Sprinkled  with  the  atoning  blood  ; 
Still  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal ; 
Thy  mighty  working  may  I  feel, 

And  know  that  I  am  one  with  God. 

577.      P.  M. 

1  VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

With  all  of  creature  good  ; 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood. 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain  ; 

'T  is  all  but  vanity  ; 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain  ; 

He  tasted  death  for  me. 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning  victim  died  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest ; 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart. 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  7 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 
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578.    c.  m. 

1  HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 

How  false,  and  yet  how  fair! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  but  a  natt'ring  light  ; 
"We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half*  for  God  ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ; 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  My  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 


579.      L.M.  61. 

1  MASTER,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim  ; 

Thine,  wholly  thine,  I  long  to  be  ; 
Thou  seest  at  last  I  willing  am, 

Where'er  thou  go'st,  to  follow  thee  ; 
Myself  in  all  things  to  deny  ; 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  live  and  die. 

2  Pleasure,  and  wealth,  and  praise  no  more 

Shall  lead  my  captive  soul  astray  ; 
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My  fond  pursuits  I  all  give  o'er, 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  t'  obey  ; 

My  own  in  all  things  to  resign, 
And  know  no  other  will  but  thine. 

580.       5s&6s. 

1  0  TELL  me  no  more 

Of  this  world's  vain  store  ! 
The  time  for  such  trifles 
With  me  now  is  o'er. 

2  A  city  I  've  found, 

Wh.'re  true  joys  abound  ; 
To  dwoll  I  'm  determined 
On  this  happy  ground. 

3  My  soul,  don't  delay  ; 

lie  calls  thee  away  ; 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour, 
And  bless  the  glad  day. 

Assurance  and  Confidence. 

581.      L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim  ; 

Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest  ; 
The  glories-  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties,  — 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
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As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water-brook. 

4  I  '11  lift  my  hands,  I  '11  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  : 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

582.    cm. 

1  0  HAPPY  they  who  know  the  Lord, 

With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ! 
He  feeds  and  cheers  them  with  his  word, 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

2  To  them,  in  each  distressing  hour, 

His  throne  of  grace  is  near  ; 
And  when  they  plead  his  love  and  power 
He  stands  engaged  to  hear. 

3  He  helped  his  saints  in  ancient  days, 

Who  trusted  in  his  name  ; 
And  we  can  witness  to  his  praise  ; 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 

4  His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 

And  makes  our  burdens  light  ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 

And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 

5  Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 

Nor  would  we  dare  repine  ; 
But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 
And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

583.    l.  m. 

1  MY  soul,  with  humble  fervor  raise 
To  God  the  voice  of  grateful  praise, 
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And  all  my  ransomed  powers  combine 
To  bless  liis  attributes  divine. 

2  Deep  on  my  heart  let  mem'ry  trace 
His  acts  of  mercy  and  of  grace, 
Who,  with  a  Father's  tender  care, 
Saved  me  when  sinking  in  despair  ; 

3  Gave  my  repentant  soul  to  prove 
The  joy  of  his  forgiving  love  ; 
Poured  balm  into  my  bleeding  breast, 
And  led  my  weary  feet  to  rest. 

584.  c.  m. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord 

His  well  established  mind, 

In  every  varying  scene  of  life 

Shall  true  composure  find. 

2  Oft  through  the  deep  and  stormy  sea 

The  heavenly  footsteps  lie  ; 
But  on  a  glorious  world  beyond 
His  faith  can  fix  its  eye. 

3  Though  dark  his  present  prospects  be, 

And  sorrows  round  him  dwell, 
Yet  hope  can  whisper  to  the  soul 
That  all  shall  issue  well. 

4  Full  in  the  presence  of  his  God, 

Through  every  scene  he  goes  ; 
And,  fearing  him,  no  other  fear 
His  steadfast  bosom  knows. 

585.  l.  m. 

1  SPRINKLED  with  reconciling  blood, 
I  dare  approach  thy  throne,  0  God  ! 
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Thy  face  no  frowning  aspect  wears, 
Thy  hand  no  vengeful  thunder  bears  ! 

2  Th'  encircling  rainbow,  peaceful  sign, 
Doth  with  refulgent  brightness  shine  ; 
And  while  my  faith  beholds  it  near, 

I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 

3  Let  me  my  grateful  homage  pay  ; 
With  courage  sing,  with  fervor  pray  ; 
And,  though  myself  a  wretch  undone, 
Hope  for  acceptance  through  thy  Son  ; 

4  Thy  Son,  who  on  th'  accursed  tree 
Expired  to  set  the  vilest  free  : 

On  this  I  build  my  only  claim, 
And  all  I  ask  is  in  his  name. 

586.    c.  m. 

1  THROUGH  all  the  changing;  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  0,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me  ; 

"With  me  exalt  his  name  ! 
When,  in  distress,  to  him  I  called, 
He  to  my  succor  came. 

3  0,  make  but  trial  of  his  love  ! 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

4  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear  ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
He  '11  make  your  wants  his  care. 
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587.         L.    M. 

1  LET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

' '  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day ; ' ' 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Upheld  by  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  suff'ring,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  he  my  sinking  head  sustains. 

3  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me  ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong  ; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

588.    l.  m. 

1  IN  vain  the  world's  alluring  smile 
Would  my  unwary  heart  beguile  ; 
Deluding  world  !  its  brightest  day  — 
Dream  of  a  moment  —  flits  away. 

2  To  nobler  bliss  my  soul  aspires  ; 
Come,  Lord,  and  fill  these  large  desires 
With  power,  and  light,  and  love  divine  ; 
0,  speak,  and  tell  me  thou  art  mine  ! 

3  The  blissful  word,  with  joy  replete, 
Shall  bid  my  gloomy  fears  retreat ; 
And  heavenly  hope,  serenely  bright, 
Illume  and  cheer  my  darkest  night. 

589.      C.  P.M. 

1  HAD  we  ten  thousand  gifts  beside, 
We  'd  cleave  to  Jesus  crucified, 
And  build  on  him  alone  ; 
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For  no  foundation  is  there  given, 
On  which  to  place  our  hopes  of  heaven, 
But  Christ,  the  corner-stone. 

2  Possessing  Christ,  we  all  possess  ; 

Wisdom,  and  strength,  and  righteousness, 

And  sanctity  complete. 
Bold  in  his  name,  we  dare  draw  nigh 
Before  the  Ruler  of  the  sky. 

And  all  his  justice  meet. 

590.      8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  WHO  was  saved  when  heaven's  vast  fountains 

Did  their  flood  of  death  begin, 
And  all  flesh  on  plains  and  mountains 
Perished  in  its  awful  sin  ? 

Only  Noah, 
In  the  ark  by  God  "  shut  in." 

2  Who  was  saved  from  direst  horror 

At  that  unexpected  hour, 
When  both  Sodom  and  Gomorrah 
Sunk  overwhelmed  to  rise  no  more? 

Lot,  the  faithful, 
Was  alone  removed  to  Zoar. 

3  Who  was  saved  when  desolation 

Fell  on  Salem's  guilty  head  ; 
AVhen  tlr  accursed  "  abomination  " 
All  ;i  the  holy  place  "  o'erspread? 

Church  of  Jesus, 
Ye  alone  to  Pella  fled  ! 

4  Christians,  fear  not,  then,  nor  tremble, 

When  the  last  dread  trump  shall  sound  ; 
Swift  as  lightning  ye  "11  assemble, 
Gath'ring  your  Redeemer  round  ; 

And,  in  safety, 
Will  at  last  with  Christ  be  found. 
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591.      L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress  ; 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  ? 
Fully,  through  thee,  absolved  I  am 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame. 

3  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years  ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue  ; 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

4  0,  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice  ! 
Now  bid  thy  banished  ones  rejoice  ! 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
"  Jesus,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness." 

592.    c.  m. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never- failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 
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4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense. 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


593.    s.  m. 

1  MY  God,  permit  my  tongue 

This  joy,  —  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

Xo  relish  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compared  with  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

o  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
I  call  my  God  to  mind  ; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  arc 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 

4  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies  ; 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

5  The  shadow  of  thy  win 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps  ; 
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I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 

594.    l.  m. 

1  POWER  from  on  high,  0  God,  impart  ; 

Power  in  thy  gospel  to  believe, 

Power  to  surrender  our  whole  heart, 

Power  all  thy  mercy  to  receive. 

2  Convinced,  and  humbled  in  the  dust, 

Beneath  the  burden  of  our  guilt, 
We  own  thy  law's  dread  sentence  just, 
But  plead  the  blood  of  pardon  spilt. 

3  Thy  Spirit  witness  with  that  blood, 

And  Christ  our  Saviour  glorify  ; 
While  we,  as  children  born  of  God, 
With  rapture  "  Abba,  Father,"  cry. 

595.     8s  &  7s. 

1  "  ABBA,"  Father,  —  Lord,  we  call  thee,- 

Hallowed  name  !  —  from  day  to  day  ; 
'T  is  thy  children's  right  to  know  thee  ; 

None  but  children  "  Abba  "  say. 
This  high  glory  we  inherit, 

Thy  free  gift  through  Jesus'  blood  ; 
God,  the  Spirit,  with  our  spirit 

Witnesseth  we  're  sons  of  God. 

2  Though  our  nature's  fall  in  Adam 

Seemed  to  shut  us  out  from  God, 
Thus  it  was  his  counsel  brought  us 

Nearer  still  through  Jesus'  blood  ; 
For  in  him  we  found  redemption, 

Grace  and  glory  in  the  Son  ; 
0 ,  the  height  and  depth  of  mercy  ! 

"  Christ  and  the  elect  are  one." 
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"Watchfulness. 

596.    s.  m. 

1  YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait  ; 
With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  "word, 
And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch  !  —  'tis  your  Lord's  command ; 

And  while  we  speak,  he  's  near  ; 
Mark  every  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  0  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

597.    s.m. 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have  ; 

A  God  to  glorify  ; 
Who  life  and  all  its  blessings  gave, 
My  love  for  him  to  try. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil ; 
0,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will  ! 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care. 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
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And  0,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  give  ! 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely  ; 
Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray 
I  shall  forever  die. 


598.    s.  m. 

1  MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  ; 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  0,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray  ; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er  ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore  ! 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won, 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down  ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  hast  gained  thy  crown. 


599.    c.  p.  m. 

1  TO  wait  for  that  important  day 
When  Jesus  will  his  power  display, 

Be  this  our  one  great  care  ; 
To  do  his  will,  our  business  here  ; 
No  toil  to  shun,  no  danger  fear ; 

Resolved  his  cross  to  share. 

2  And  though  he  should  prolong  his  stay, 
And  sinners  mock  at  the  delay, 

His  people  need  not  fear  ; 
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The  man  who  wore  the  crown  of  thorns, 
Whose  claim  the  world  rejects  and  scorns, 
In  glory  will  appear. 

Temptations. 

600.      L.  M. 

1  THUS  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 
And  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known  ; 
My  hopes  and  fears  alternate  rise, 
And  comforts  mingle  with  my  sighs. 

2  Temptations  everywhere  annoy, 

And  sins  and  snares  rny  peace  destroy  ; 
My  earthly  joys  are  from  me  torn, 
And  oft  an  absent  God  I  mourn. 

3  My  soul,  with  various  tempests  tossed, 
Her  hopes  o'erturned,  her  projects  crossed, 
Sees  every  day  new  straits  attend, 

And  wonders  where  the  scene  will  end. 

4  Is  this,  dear  Lord,  that  thorny  road 
Which  leads  us  to  the  mount  of  God  ? 
Are  these  the  toils  thy  people  know, 
While  in  the  wilderness  below  ? 

5  'T  is  even  so  ;  thy  faithful  love 
Doth  all  thy  children's  graces  prove  ; 
'T  is  thus  our  pride  and  self  must  fall, 
That  Jesus  may  be  all  in  all. 

601.    7s. 

1  GO  to  dark  Gethsemanc, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power  ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour  : 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned  ; 
0,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

0,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained  ! 
Shun  not  suff' ring,  shame,  or  loss, 

Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calv'ry's  mournful  mountain  climb  ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  ; 
"  It  is  finished !  "  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom  ; 

Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen,  he  meets  our  eyes  ; 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

Patience  and  Resignation. 

602.    l.  m. 

1  WAIT,  0,  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ; 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still  ; 
Nor  let  a  murm'ring  thought  arise ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

3  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat  ; 
Beneath  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 

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603.  c.  m. 

1  AUTHOR  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn  ; 

Thine  ever  wakeful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern  ; 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  0,  let  thy  love  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  fear  our  footsteps  guide  ! 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel ; 
That  fear  all  fears  beside. 

3  And  0,  by  error's  force  subdued, 

Since  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill ; 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply  ; 
The  good  we  ask  not,  Father,  grant ; 
The  ill  we  ask,  deny. 

604.  7s. 

1  LORD,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
All  my  fondest  hopes  have  planned, 
To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 

And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 

2  Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give  ; 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live  ; 

So  shall  added  years  fulfil, 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will. 

3  Fond  ambition,  whisper  not  ; 
Happy  is  my  humble  lot  ; 
Anxious,  busy  cares,  away  ; 
I  'm  provided  for  to-day. 

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4  0,  to  live  exempt  from  care, 
By  the  energy  of  prayer ; 
Strong  in  faith,  with  mind  subdued, 
Yet  elate  with  gratitude  ! 

605.    cm. 

1  THOU  boundless  Source  of  every  good, 

Our  best  desires  fulfil  ; 
We  would  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 
And  mark  thy  sovereign  will. 

2  In  all  thy  mercies  may  our  souls 

Thy  bounteous  goodness  see  ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  hand  imparts 
Estrange  our  hearts  from  thee. 

3  Teach  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress, 

To  own  thy  hand,  0  God, 
And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod  ! 

4  In  every  changing  scene  of  life, 

Whate'er  that  scene  may  be, 
Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
A  mind  at  peace  with  thee. 

5  Do  thou  direct  our  steps  aright ; 

Help  us  thy  name  to  fear  ; 
And  give  us  grace  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  strength  to  persevere. 

608.    p.  m. 

I  MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home  on  life's  rough  way, 
0,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 
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2  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh  ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

3  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize,  — it  ne'er  was  mine ; 
I  only  yield  thee  what  is  thine  ; 

"  thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 

4  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done  !  " 


607.  p.  m. 

1  THY  will  be  done  !    In  devious  way 

The  hurrying  stream  of  life  may  run  ; 
Yet  still  our  grateful  hearts  shall  say, 
Thy  will  be  clone  ! 

2  Thy  will  be  done  !    If  o'er  us  shine 

A  glad'ning  and  a  prosp'rous  sun, 
This  prayer  shall  make  it  more  divine  ; 
Thy  will  be  done  ! 

3  Thy  will  be  done  !    Though  shrouded  o'er 

Our  path  with  gloom,  one  comfort,  one, 
Is  ours, —  to  breathe,  while  we  adore, 
Thy  will  be  done  ! 

608.  c.p.m. 

1  "  FATHER,  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 
So  prayed  on  earth  thy  suff'ring  Son, 
So,  in  his  name,  I  pray  ; 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

The  spirit  faints,  the  flesh  is  weak, 
Thy  help  in  agony  I  seek  ; 
O,  take  this  cup  away  !x 

2  If  such  be  not  the  sovereign  will, 
Thy  wiser  purpose  then  fulfil ; 

My  wishes  I  resign  ; 
Into  thy  hands  my  soul  commend, 
On  thee  for  life  or  death  depend  ; 

Thy  will  be  done,  not  mine ! 

609.      6s  &  4s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  FATHER,  0  hear  me  now ! 

Father  divine  ! 
Thou,  only  thou,  canst  see 
The  heart's  deep  agony  ; 
Help  me  to  say  to  thee, 

Thy  will,  not  mine  ! 

2  0  God  !  be  thou  my  stay, 

In  this  dark  hour  ; 
Kindly  each  sorrow  hear, 
Hush  every  troubled  fear, 
And  let  me  still  revere 

And  own  thy  power. 

3  In  thee  alone  I  trust, 

The  Holy  One  ! 
Humbly  to  thee  I  pray, 
That,  through  each  troubled  day 
Of  life,  I  still  may  say, 

Thy  will  be  done  ! 

610.    c.  m. 

1  O  THOU,  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 
How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   ANT)    PRACTICE. 

If,  when  deceived  and  "wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee  ! 

2  The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live, 

When  winter  conies  are  flown  ; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give, 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  But  Christ  can  heal  that  broken  heart, 

Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

4  0,  who  could  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  his  wing  of  love 
Come  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom, 
Our  peace-branch  from  above. 

5  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  him,  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 


611.    s,  M. 

1  THOU  refuge  of  my  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  my  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  0,  when  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 
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4  Yet,  Lord,  where  shall  I  flee? 
Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

612.    s.  if. 

1  AS  strangers  here  below, 

With  various  woes  oppressed, 
We  must  through  tribulation  go 
To  our  eternal  rest. 

2  Thus  Christ,  our  glorious  Head, 

Ascended  to  his  throne  ; 
Why  should  his  servants  fear  to  tread 
The  way  their  Lord  has  gone  ? 

3  The  path  to  glory  lies 

Through  conflict  and  distress  ; 
But  joyful  we  at  length  shall  rise, 
The  kingdom  to  possess. 

613.    7s. 

1  SON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant, 
Still  supply  my  every  want ; 
Tree  of  life,  thine  influence  shed  ; 
From  thy  fulness  I  am  fed. 

2  Tend 'rest  branch,  alas,  am  I ! 
Without  thee  should  droop  and  die  ; 
Weak  as  helpless  infancy, 

0  confirm  my  soul  in  thee  ! 

3  Unsustained  by  thee,  I  fall ; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call  ; 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

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CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE  AND  TRACTICE. 

4  All  ray  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end  ; 
Give  me  persevering  grace  ; 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 


614.    s.  m. 

1  IN  every  trying  hour 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies  ; 
I  trust  in  his  almighty  power 
"When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  me  up  ; 

I  trust  a  faithful  God  ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing 

To  our  Redeemer's  name  ; 

In  joy  or  sorrow,  life  or  death, 

His  love  is  still  the  same. 


615.      L.  M. 

1  WAIT  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope, 

And  let  his  word  support  each  soul  : 
"Well  can  he  bear  your  courage  up, 
And  all  your  foes  and  fears  control. 

2  He  waits  his  own  well-chosen  hour 

Th'  intended  mercy  to  display  ; 
And  his  paternal  pities  move, 
While  wisdom  dictates  the  delay. 

3  Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  wait 

With  sweet  submission  to  his  will  ; 
Harmonious  all  their  passions  move, 
And  in  the  midst  of  storms  are  still. 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

4  Still,  till  their  Father's  well-known  voice 
Wakens  their  silence  into  songs  ; 
Then  earth  grows  vocal  with  his  praise, 
And  heaven  the  grateful  shout  prolongs. 

616.    a  m. 

1  LORD,  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life 

Thy  feeble  servant  guide  ; 
Supported  by  thy  powerful  arm, 
My  footsteps  shall  not  slide. 

2  To  thee,  0  my  unerring  Guide, 

I  would  myself  resign  ; 
In  all  my  ways  acknowledge  thee, 
And  form  my  will  by  thine. 

3  Thus  shall  each  blessing  of  thy  hand 

Be  doubly  sweet  to  me  ; 
And  in  new  griefs  I  still  shall  have 
A  refuge,  Lord,  in  thee. 

4  Lord,  by  thy  counsel  while  I  live 

Guide  thou  my  wand 'ring  feet ; 
And  when  my  course  on  earth  is  run 
Conduct  me  to  thy  seat. 

617.     7a. 

1  'T  IS  my  happiness  below 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross  ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall  ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 
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3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not  with  reason  fear 
I  should  be  a  cast-away  ? 

4  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer, 
Bring  me  to  my  Saviour's  feet, 
Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

618.      L.  M. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call ; 
Afflicted,  at  thy  feet  I  fall  : 

"When  the  great  water-floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint, 
Where  should  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint  ? 
Where,  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor  ? 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea  ? 
Does  not  the  word  still  fixed,  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 

4  Poor  though  I  am,  despised,  forgot, 
Yet  God,  my  God,  forgets  me  not ; 
And  he  is  safe,  and  must  succeed, 

For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 

619.   cm. 

1  CONSIDER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
And  thy  deliv 'ranee  send  ; 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints  ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 
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2  Yet  I  have  found  't  is  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Affliction  made  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

3  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  soul,  oppressed  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

4  Before  I  knew  thy  chast'ning  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 


620.    s.  m. 

1  HOW  tender  is  thy  hand, 

0  thou  most  gracious  Lord  ! 
Afflictions  come  at  thy  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word  ! 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod 

That  chastened  us  for  sin  ! 
How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God 
Where  deep  distress  had  been ! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew  ; 
'Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  strength  confide  ; 
Forever  be  his  name  adored, 
For  there  is  none  beside. 

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621.    8s 

1  HOTV  sweet  on  thy  bosom  to  rest, 

AYhen  nature's  affliction  is  near  ! 
The  soul  that  can  trust  thee  is  blest ; 
Thy  smiles  bring  me  freedom  from  fear. 

2  The  Lord  has  in  kindness  declared 

That  those  who  will  trust  in  his  name 
Shall  in  the  sharp  conflict  be  spared, 
His  mercy  and  love  to  proclaim. 

3  This  promise  shall  be  to  my  soul 

A  messenger  sent  from  the  skies, 
An  anchor  when  billows  shall  roll, 
A  refuge  when  tempests  arise. 

4  0  Saviour,  the  promise  fulfil ; 

Its  comfort  impart  to  my  mind  ; 
Then  calmly  I  '11  bow  to  thy  will, 
To  the  cup  of  affliction  resigned. 


622.    c.  m. 

1  FATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 
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623.  l.  m. 

1  AS  the  chased  hart,  midst  sultry  beams, 
Pants  for  the  brook's  refreshing  streams, 
So  thirst  our  souls,  0  Lord,  for  thee  ; 
So  long  thy  gracious  face  to  see. 

.2  For,  exiled  from  our  heavenly  home, 
We  here  as  weary  pilgrims  roam  ; 
"With  toilsome  step,  and  progress  slow, 
Oft  doomed  to  tread  the  path  of  woe. 

3  Yet  why,  with  anxious  cares  oppressed, 
Should  doubt  or  sorrow  fill  the  breast? 
What  dangers  can  the  Christian  fear, 
With  thee,  his  Saviour,  ever  near  ? 

4  Not  only  in  the  noon  of  joy 

Thy  praise  shall  be  our  sweet  employ  ; 
But  e'en  affliction's  darkest  night 
Shall  humble  gratitude  excite. 

5  Yes,  we  will  bless  thee,  gracious  God, 
And  grateful  kiss  the  chast'ning  rod  ; 
Assured  its  heaviest  strokes  but  prove 
A  Father's  care,  a  Father's  love. 

624.  c.  m. 

1  0  GOD,  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 

In  deep  distress  doth  fly  ! 
Thy  love  can  all  my  griefs  control, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  How  oft,  when  dark  misfortune's  band 

Around  their  victim  stood, 
The  seeming  ill,  at  thy  command, 
Hath  changed  to  real  good  ! 
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CHRISTIAN    EXFEFwIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

3  The  tempest  that  obscured  the  sky 

Hath  set  my  bosom  free 
From  earthly  care  and  sensual  joy, 
And  turned  my  thoughts  to  thee. 

4  Affliction's  blast  hath  made  me  learn 

To  feel  for  others'  woe  ; 
And  humbly  seek,  with  deep  concern,    I 
My  own  defects  to  know. 

5  Then  rage,  ye  storms  ;  ye  billows,  roar  ; 

My  heart  defies  your  shock  ; 
Ye  make  me  cling  to  God  the  more  — 
To  God,  my  shelf  ring  Rock. 


625.    cm 

1  AND  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high 

To  say  "  My  Father,"  God?( 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  each  rebellious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene, 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  "  My  Father,  God,"  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 
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626.  88. 

1  0  THOU,  whose  compassionate  care 

Forbids  rny  sad  heart  to  complain, 
Now  graciously  teach  me  to  bear 
The  weight  of  affliction  and  pain. 

2  Though  cheerless  my  days  seem  to  flow, 

Though  weary  and  wakeful  my  nights, 
What  comfort  it  gives  me  to  know 

'T  is  the  hand  of  a  Father  that  smites  ! 

3  A  tender  physician  thou  art, 

Who  woundest  in  order  to  heal, 
And  comfort  divine  dost  impart 
To  soften  the  anguish  we  feel. 

4  0,  let  this  correction  be  blest, 

And  answer  thy  gracious  design  ! 
Then  grant  that  my  soul  may  find  rest 
In  comforts  so  healing  as  thine. 

627.  h.  m. 

1  I  'LL  think  upon  the  woes, 

Most  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 
To  which  thou  didst  expose, 

Upon  th'  accursed  wood, 
Thyself  for  mine  iniquity, 
And  bless  thee  still  in  chast'ning  me. 

2  Why  should  my  will  complain, 

When  all  he  means  is  kind  ? 
Though  great  my  grief  and  pain, 

To  him  I  '11  be  resigned  ; 
Yes,  wait  and  hope,  as  me  behoves  ; 
The  Father  chastens  whom  he  loves. 
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0  I  cannot  take  amiss 

These  sufferings  as  too  great  ; 
Thou  'rt  good,  though  they  increase  ; 

Still  patiently  I  '11  wait  ; 
111  it  becomes  me  to  repine  ; 
Make  me  in  life  and  spirit  thine. 

4  My  heart  shall  envy  none 

Who  seem  to  prosper  more  ; 
Only  may  I  be  one 

Of  thine  who  so  endure, 
That  here  in  piety  they  thrive, 
Till  heavenly  perfectness  arrive. 

5  Thou  fount  of  all  delight, 

And  secret  of  my  joy, 
Though  many  a  tearful  night 

Ma}'  still  my  heart  employ, 
Yet  will  I  hope  one  day  to  see 
A  blest  eternity  with  thee. 

Warfare. 

628.    l.  m. 

1  JESUS,  my  King,  proclaims  the  war  ; 
"  Awake !  the  powers  of  hell  are  near  ; 
To  arms  !  to  arms  !  "  I  hear  him  cry ; 

"  'T  is  yours  to  conquer  or  to  die  !  " 

2  Roused  by  the  animating  sound, 
I  cast  my  eager  eyes  around  ; 

I  haste  to  gird  my  armor  on, 

And  bid  each  trembling  fear  be  gone. 

3  Hope  is  my  helmet,  faitli  my  shield  ; 
The  word  of  God  the  sword  I  wield  ; 
With  sacred  truth  my  loins  are  girt, 
And  holy  zeal  inspires  my  heart. 

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4  Thus  armed,  I  venture  on  the  fight, 
Resolved  to  put  my  foes  to  flight, 
While  Jesus  kindly  deigns  to  spread 
His  conq'ring  banner  o'er  my  head. 

5  In  him  I  hope,  in  him  I  trust  ; 
His  bleeding  cross  is  all  my  boast  ; 
Through  troops  of  foes  he  '11  lead  me  on 
To  victory,  and  the  victor's  crown. 

629.  c.  m. 

1  AWAKE,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake, 

And  view  the  threat 'ning  scene  ! 
Legions  of  foes  encamp  thee  round, 
And  treason  lurks  within. 

2  'T  is  not  this  mortal  life  alone 

These  enemies  assail ; 
All  thine  eternal  hopes  are  lost 
If  their  attempts  prevail. 

3  Now  to  the  work  of  God  awake  ; 

Thy  Master  never  sleeps, 
But  holds  thy  deeds  in  full  survey  ; 
His  hand  the  record  keeps. 

4  Tremendous  thought !  how  it  should  urge 

My  soul  to  watch  and  pray  ; 
The  slumber  from  my  spirit  shake, 
And  onward  speed  my  way  ! 

630.  c.  m. 

1  0,  SPEED  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way, 
And  to  thy  armor  cling  ; 
With  girded  loins  the  call  obey, 
That  grace  and  mercy  bring. 
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2  There  is  a  battle  to  be  fought, 

An  upward  race  to  run, 
A  crown  of  glory  to  be  sought, 
Avict'ry  to  be  won. 

3  The  shield  of  faith  repels  the  dart 

That  Satan's  hand  may  throw  ; 
His  arrow  cannot  reach  thy  heart 
If  Christ  control  the  bow. 

4  0,  faint  not,  Christian  !    for  thy  sighs 

Are  heard  before  his  throne  : 
The  race  must  come  before  the  prize, 
The  cross  before  the  crown. 


631.     L    M. 

1  STAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on  ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain  's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course  ; 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes  ; 
Thy  Saviour  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  th'  heavenly  gate  ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conq'rors  wait. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

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632.      7s&6s. 

1  GOD  is  my  strong  salvation  ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  light,  my  help,  is  near. 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  in  the  fight  I  stand  ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me, 

With  God  at  my  right  hand  ? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance  ; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait ; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance 

W"hen  faint  and  desolate  ; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen  ; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 

633.   cm. 

1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  '11  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  enlace, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 
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(  IIRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

634.    s.  U. 

1  ARISE,  ye  saints,  arise  ! 

The  Lord  our  leader  is  ; 
The  foe  before  his  banner  flies, 
And  victory  is  his. 

2  We  follow  thee,  our  Guide, 

Our  Saviour,  and  our  King  ; 
We  follow  thee,  through  grace  supplied 
From  heaven's  eternal  spring. 

3  We  soon  shall  see  the  day 

When  all  our  toils  shall  cease  ; 
When  we  shall  cast  our  arms  away, 
And  dwell  in  endless  peace. 

4  This  hope  supports  us  here  ; 

It  makes  our  burdens  light ; 
'T  will  serve  our  drooping  hearts  to  cheer 
Till  faith  shall  end  in  sight. 

5  Till,  of  the  prize  possessed, 

We  hear  of  war  no  more  ; 

And  ever  with  our  Leader  rest 

On  yonder  peaceful  shore. 

635.      8s  &  4s.     [Repeat  last  line,  L.  M.] 

1  HARK  !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds, 
As  through  the  world  the  echo  bounds, 
Proclaiming  to  a  ruined  race, 

That,  through  the  riches  of  his  grace, 
Sinners  may  see  the  Saviour's  face 
In  endless  day. 

2  Hail,  Jesus  !  all-victorious  Lord  ! 
Be  thou  by  all  mankind  adored  ; 
For  us  didst  thou  the  fight  maintain, 

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And  o'er  our  foes  the  vict'ry  gain, 
That  we  with  thee  might  ever  reign 
In  endless  day. 

3  And  when,  through  grace,  our  course  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won, 

Then  crowns  unfading  we  shall  wear, 
The  glory  of  thy  kingdom  share, 
With  thee,  our  glorious  Leader,  there, 
In  endless  day. 

4  Then,  in  thy  presence,  heavenly  King, 
In  loftier  strains  thy' praise  we  '11  sing, 
When  with  the  blood-bought  hosts  we  meet, 
Triumphant  there,  in  bliss  complete, 

And  cast  our  crowns  before  thy  feet, 
In  endless  day. 

636.    s.  m. 

1  HARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry  ! 

Attend  the  trumpet's  sound  ; 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh  ; 

The  powers  of  hell  surround. 
Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand  ; 

Go  forth  to  glorious  war. 

2  See  on  the  mountain  top 

The  standard  of  your  God  ; 
In  Jesus'  name  'tis  lifted  up, 

All  stained  with  hallowed  blood. 
His  standard-bearers  now 

To  all  the  nations  call ; 
To  Jesus'  cross,  ye  nations,  bow  ; 

He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 
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>  Go  up  with  Christ  your  Head  ; 

Your  Captain's  footsteps  see  ; 
Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 

To  certain  victory. 
All  power  to  him  is  given  : 

He  ever  reigns  the  same  ; 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 

Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 


637.    s.  m. 

1  SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  put  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 

Through  his  eternal  Son  ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power  ; 
"Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 

Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued  ; 
But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God  ; 
That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  o'ercome,  through  Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 


638.    s.  m. 

1  EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 

And  teach  my  hands  to  fight ; 
My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare, 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought  ; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove  ; 
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Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  0,  arm  me  with  the  mind, 

Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee  ; 
And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  joined 
With  perfect  charity  ! 

4  "With  calm  and  tempered  zeal 

Let  me  enforce  thy  call ; 
And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 
Which  offers  life  to  all. 

5  0,  may  I  love  like  thee, 

In  all  thy  footsteps  tread  ! 
Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 
But  nothing  thou  hast  made. 

6  0,  may  I  learn  the  art, 

With  meekness  to  reprove  ; 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love  ! 


639.    s.  m. 

1  PRAY,  without  ceasing,  pray  ; 

Your  Captain  gives  the  word  ; 
His  summons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  call  upon  the  Lord. 
To  God  your  every  want 

In  instant  prayer  display  ; 
Pray  always,  pray,  and  never  faint ; 

Pray,  without  ceasing,  pray. 

2  In  fellowship,  —  alone, 

To  God  with  faith  draw  near  ; 
Approach  his  courts,  besiege  his  throne 
With  all  the  power  of  prayer  ; 
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His  mercy  now  implore, 

And  now  show  forth  his  praise  ; 

In  shouts,  or  silent  awe,  adore 
His  miracles  of  grace. 

3  From  strength  to  strength  go  on  ; 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray  ; 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 

And  win  the  well-fought  day  ; 
Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  his  soldiers,  Come, 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high, 

And  take  the  conq'rors  home. 


640.    c.  m. 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ; 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
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They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

641.      8s  &  7s. 

1  GIRD  thy  loins  up,  Christian  soldier  ; 

Lo,  thy  Captain  calls  thee  out ; 
Let  the  danger  make  thee  bolder  ; 

War  in  weakness,  dare  in  doubt ; 
Buckle  on  thy  heavenly  armor  ; 

Yield  to  no  inglorious  peace  ; 
Let  thy  courage  wax  the  warmer 

As  thy  foes  and  fears  increase. 

2  Bind  thy  golden  girdle  round  thee, 

Truth,  to  keep  thee  firm  and  right ; 
Never  shall  the  foe  confound  thee 

While  the  truth  maintains  thy  fight. 
Righteousness  within  thee  rooted 

Cannot  be  thy  confidence  ; 
For  Christ's  righteousness  imputed, 

Is  thy  breastplate  and  defence. 

3  Shod  with  gospel  preparation, 

In  the  paths  of  promise  tread ; 
Let  the"  hope  of  free  salvation 

As  a  helmet  guard  thy  head. 
When  beset  with  various  evils, 

Wield  the  Spirit's  two-edged  sword  ; 
It  prevails  o'er  men  and  devils  ; 

They  shall  fall  before  the  word. 

4  But  if  dangers  closer  threaten, 

And  thy  soul  draws  near  to  death, 
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"When  assaulted  sore  by  Satan, 
Then  present  the  shield  of  faith  ; 

Fiery  darts  of  fierce  temptations, 
Intercepted  by  thy  God, 

There  shall  lose  their  force  in  patience, 
Sheathed  in  love,  and  quenched  in  blood. 

Though  to  speak  thou  be  not  able. 

Always  pray,  and  never  rest ; 
Prayer  's  a  weapon  for  the  feeble  ; 

Weakest  souls  can  wield  it  best. 
Ever  on  thy  Captain  calling, 

Make  thy  worst  condition  known  ; 
He  shall  hold  thee  up  when  falling, 

Or  shall  lift  thee  up  when  down. 


642.    l.  m. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  num'rous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
P>eware  of  all,  guard  every  part, 

But  most  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

3  Come  then,  my  soul,  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  ; 
Put  on  the  armor,  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 

4  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell ; 
The  man  of  Calv'ry  triumphed  here  ; 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

643.    s.  m. 

1  OUR  Captain  leads  us  on  ; 

He  beckons  from  the  skies  ; 

He  reaches  out  a  starry  crown, 

And  bids  us  take  the  prize. 

2  "  Be  faithful  unto  death, 

Partake  my  victory, 
And  thou  shalt  wear  this  glorious  wreath, 
And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me." 

3  'T  is  thus  the  righteous  Lord 

To  every  soldier  saith  ; 

Eternal  life  is  the  reward 

Of  all  victorious  faith. 

4  Who  conquer  in  his  might, 

The  victor's  meed  receive ; 
They  claim  a  kingdom  in  his  right, 
Which  God  will  freely  give. 


644. 


/s. 


1  OFT  in  sorrow  and  in  woe, 
Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  ; 
Fight  the  fight,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  bread  of  life. 

2  Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  ; 
Join  the  war  and  face  the  foe ; 
Tremble  not  in  danger's  hour, 
Trusting  in  your  Captain's  power. 

3  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad  ; 
March  in  heavenly  armor  clad  ; 
In  your  very  weakness  strong, 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long. 

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4  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye  ; 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
Onward  still  in  battle  move, 
More  than  conq'rors  shall  ye  prove. 

645.      Gs&5s. 

1  BE  firm  and  be  faithful, 

Desert  not  the  right ; 
The  brave  become  bolder 

The  darker  the  night ; 
Then  up  and  be  doing, 

Though  cowards  may  fail ; 
Thy  duty  pursuing, 

Dare  all,  and  prevail. 

2  If  scorn  be  thy  portion, 

If  hatred  and  loss, 
If  stripes  and  if  prisons, 

Remember  the  cross ; 
Desert  life  or  treasure, 

But  never  the  right ; 
The  pain  shall  give  pleasure, 

And  God  shall  requite. 

646.      7s  &  6s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  SOLDIERS  of  the  cross,  arise ! 
Lo,  your  leader,  from  the  >skies, 
Waves  before  j'ou  glory's  prize, 

The  prize  of  victory  ! 
Seize  your  armor,  gird  it  on  ; 
Now  the  battle  will  be  Avon  ; 
See,  the  strife  will  soon  be  done  ! 

Then  struggle  manfully. 

2  Jesus  conquered  when  he  fell ; 
Met  and  vanquished  earth  and  hell ; 

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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   A>>D    PRACTICE. 

Now  he  leads  you  on,  to  swell 
The  triumphs  of  his  cross. 

Though  all  earth  and  hell  appear, 

Who  will  doubt,  or  who  can  fear  ? 

God  our  strength  and  shield  is  near  ; 
We  cannot  lose  our  cause. 

Onward,  then,  ye  hosts  of  God  ! 
Jesus  points  the  victor's  rod  ; 
Follow  where  your  Leader  trod  ; 

You  soon  shall  see  his  face. 
Soon,  your  enemies  all  slain, 
Crowns  of  glory  you  shall  gain, 
Rise  to  join  that  glorious  train, 

Who  shout  their  Saviour's  praise. 


Zeal. 

647.    s.  m. 

SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed  ; 

Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land  : 
Beside  all  waters  sow, 

The  highway  furrows  stock, 
Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 

Drop  it  upon  the  rock. 

The  good,  the  fruitful  ground 

Expect  not  here  nor  there  ; 
O'er  hill  and  dale  and  plain  't  is  found  ; 

Go  forth,  then,  everywhere  : 
And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 

And  the  full  corn  at  length. 
25  385 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

1  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 

For  garners  in  the  sky  ; 
Then,  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God,  shall  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend 

At  heaven's  great  harvest-home. 

.      P.  M. 

RUN,  Christian  racer,  run  ! 

For  spent  is  now  the  day  ; 
Thy  work  will  soon  be  done, 
The  prize  will  soon  be  won  ; 

Pursue  thy  way. 

Speed,  Christian  racer,  speed  ! 

Behind  thee  is  the  foe  ; 
But  thou  hast  help  in  need  ; 
Him  who  for  thee  did  bleed  ; 

Pursue  thy  way. 

On,  Christian  racer,  on  ! 

Nor  stay  for  earthly  toys  ; 
Join  not  the  worldly  throng  ; 
'T  is  time  to  gain,  ere  long, 

Immortal  joys. 

Haste,  Christian  racer,  haste  ! 

Let  nothing  cause  delay  ; 
Nor  one  short  moment  waste, 
Earth's  pleasure-cup  to  taste  ; 

Haste,  haste  away. 

Hail,  Christian  racer,  hail  ! 

A  noble  strife  is  thine  ; 
Thy  strength  shall  never  fail ; 
Fear  not,  thou  shalt  prevail, 

Through  grace  divine. 
38G 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

6  Then,  Christian  racer,  run  ! 

Far  spent  is  now  the  day  ; 
Soon  will  thy  work  be  done  ; 
Soon  will  thy  prize  be  won  ; 

Pursue  thy  way. 

649.  p.  m. 

1  WORK,  and  thou  wilt  bless  the  day, 

Ere  the  toil  be  done  ; 
They  that  work  not  pine  away, 

Cannot  feel  the  sun. 
God  is  living,  working  still  ; 

All  things  work  and  move  ; 
Work,  wouldst  thou  their  beauty  feel, 

And  thy  Maker's  love. 

2  All  the  rolling  planets  glow 

Bright  as  burning  gold  : 
Should,  they  pause,  how  soon  they  'd  grow 

Colorless  and  cold  ! 
Joy  and  beauty,  —  where  were  they 

If  the  world  stood  still  ? 
Like  the  world,  thy  law  obey, 

And  thy  calling  fill. 

650.  l.  m. 

1  LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  season  God  has  given 
To  fit  us  for  the  joys  of  heaven  : 
That  day  of  grace  fleets  fast  away, 
And  none  its  rapid  course  can  stay. 

387 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

3  Then  what  our  thoughts  design  to  do 
Let  us  with  all  our  might  pursue  ; 
And  wisely  every  hour  employ, 
That  faith  and  hope  may  turn  to  joy. 

Unfaithfulness  Deprecated. 

651.      L.  M.  61. 

1  0  GOD,  how  often  hath  thine  ear 

To  me  in  willing  mercy  bowed  ; 
"While,  worshipping  thine  altar  near, 

Lowly  I  wept,  and  strongly  vowed  ; 
But,  ah,  the  feebleness  of  man  ! 
Have  I  not  vowed  and  wept  in  vain  ? 

2  Return,  0  Lord  of  hosts,  return  ! 

Behold  thy  servant  in  distress  ; 
My  faithlessness  again  I  mourn  ; 

Again  forgive  my  faithlessness  ; 
And  to  thine  arms  of  mercy  take, 
And  bless  me  for  the  Saviour's  sake. 

652.    l.  m. 

1  O  THOU,  who  all  things  canst  control, 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul  ; 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  0,  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  sight 
Pierce  through,  dispel,  the  shade  of  night  ; 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire  ; 
With  holy,  conq'ring  zeal  inspire  ! 

3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant ; 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul,  and  faint : 
With  steps  unwav'ring,  undismayed, 
Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread. 

388 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

4  With  outstretched  hands,  and  streaming  eyes, 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize  ; 

I  groan,  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray  ; 
But,  ah,  my  zeal  soon  dies  away  ! 

5  The  deadly  slumber  then  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal : 

Rise,  Lord,  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power, 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleep  no  more. 


653.    c.  m. 

1  SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 

0  make  my  soul  thy  care  ! 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail  ; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 
389 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

654.  c.  m. 

1  ]\1Y  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 

Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ; 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing  's  half  so  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  :  for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and  strive  ! 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 
"We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above  ; 

4  "We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  labored  fur  our  good  ; 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  live  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 

With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise  ; 
"With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 
To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

655.  l.  m. 

1  WHEN,  0  my  Saviour,  shall  it  be, 
That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee  ? 
When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 
And  I  enjoy  a  lasting  p  s 
390 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  Now  I  repent  ;  now  sin  again  ; 
Now  I  revive  ;  and  now  am  slain  ; 
Slain  with  the  same  malignant  dart 
Which,  0,  too  often  wounds  thy  heart ! 

3  When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee  ; 

The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
And  feast  on  thine  eternal  love  ? 

656.    c.  m. 

1  AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 

When  heated  in  the  chase, 
So  longs  my  soul,  0  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace  ! 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  cloth  pine  ; 
O,  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  divine  ? 

3  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  clays, 

When  thou,  0  Lord,  wast  nigh  ; 
When  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 
And  none  more  blest  than  I. 

4  Why  restless,  why  cast  clown,  my  soul  ? 

Hope  still,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  Saviour,  and  thy  King. 

657.      S.  M. 

1  AND  wilt  thou  yet  be  found, 
And  may  I  still  draw  near  ? 
Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 
391 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 

If  still  the  same  thou  art  : 
To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  ray  Lord, 
I  lift  ray  helpless  heart. 

3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 

The  strugglings  of  my  will, 
The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
The  agonies  I  feel. 

4  0,  my  offended  Lord, 

Restore  my  inward  peace  ! 
I  know  thou  canst ;  pronounce  the  word, 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

5  I  long  to  see  thy  face  ; 

Thy  Spirit  I  implore,  — 
The  living  water  of  thy  grace, 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 


658.    c.  m. 

1  0  THAT  I  were  as  heretofore, 

When,  warm  in  my  first  love, 
I  only  lived  my  God  t'  adore, 
And  seek  the  things  above  ! 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  shone, 

And,  lavish  of  his  grace, 
"With  cords  of  love  he  drew  me  on, 
And  half  unveiled  his  face. 

3  Far,  fur  above  all  earthly  things 

Triumphantly  I  rode  ; 
I  soared  to  heaven  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  found  and  talked  with  God. 

4  Where  am  I  now  ?  from  what  a  height 

Of  happiness  cast  down  ! 
392 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

The  glory  swallowed  up  in  night, 
And  faded  is  the  crown. 


659.    l.  m. 

1  MY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 

One  so v 'reign  word  can  draw  me  thence  ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 
My  Saviour  and  my  heaven  I  find. 


Aspiration. 

660.    7s. 

1  AS  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see  ; 
When,  0  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  ? 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole  ; 

393 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    FRACTICE. 

"Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 
God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

661.  cm; 

1  O  SAVIOUR,  may  we  never  rest 

Till  thou  art  formed  within  ; 
Till  thou  hast  calmed  our  troubled  breast, 
And  crushed  the  power  of  sin  ! 

2  0,  may  we  gaze  upon  thy  cross, 

Until  the  wondrous  sight 
Makes  earthly  treasures  seem  but  dross, 
And  earthly  sorrows  light ; 

3  Until,  released  from  carnal  ties, 

Our  spirit  upward  springs, 
And  sees,  when  earthly  glory  dies, 
True  joy  in  heavenly  things. 

4  There  as  we  gaze  may  we  become 

United,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  a  fairer,  happier  home 
Thy  perfect  beauty  see. 

662.  l.  m. 

1  0  LOYE,  of  pure  and  heavenly  birth  ! 

0  simple  Truth,  scarce  known  on  earth  ! 
"Whom  men  resist  with  stubborn  will, 
And,  more  perverse  and  daring  still, 
Smother  and  quench  with  reas'ninga  vain, 
While  error  and  deception  reign  ; 

2  Whence  comes  it  that,  your  power  the  same 
As  his  on  high,  from  whom  you  came, 

394 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

Ye  rarely  find  a  list'ning  ear, 
Or  heart,  that  makes  you  welcome  here  ? 
Because  ye  bring  reproach  and  pain, 
Where'er  ye  visit,  in  your  train. 

3  Then,  let  the  price  be  what  it  may, 
Though  poor,  I  am  prepared  to  pay  ; 
Come  shame,  come  sorrow  ;  spite  of  tears, 
Weakness,  and  heart-oppressing  fears  ; 
One  soul,  at  least,  shall  not  repine 
To  give  you  room  :  come,  reign  in  mine  ! 


663.    p.m. 

1  NEARER,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ; 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me  ; 
Still  all  my  song  would  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone  ; 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I  'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven  ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me 

In  mercy  given  ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 
395 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

664.    c.  m. 

1  0  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God  ; 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; 
A  heart  that  "s  sprinkled  with  the  blood 
So  freely  shed  for  me  ; 

2  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
"Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within  ; 

3  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  filled  with  love  divine  ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good ; 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine  ! 

4  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new  best  name  of  love. 


665. 


7s. 


1  KING  of  mercy,  King  of  love, 
Source  of  life,  in  whom  I  move, 
Perfect  what  thou  hast  begun, 
Let  no  night  put  out  the  sun. 

2  Grant  I  may,  my  chief  Desire, 
Long  for  thee,  to  thee  aspire  ; 
Let  my  youth,  my  bloom  of  days, 
Be  my  comfort  and  thy  praise  ; 

3  That  hereafter,  when  I  look 
O'er  the  sullied,  sinful  book, 
I  may  find  thy  hand  therein 
Wiping  out  my  shame  and  sin. 

396 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

666.    6s. 

1  I  FEEL  within  a  want 

Forever  burning  there  ; 
What  I  so  thirst  for,  grant, 
0  thou  who  hearest  prayer ! 

2  This  is  the  thing  I  crave, 

A  likeness  to  thy  Son  : 
This  would  I  rather  have 
Than  call  the  world  my  own. 

3  'T  is  ray  most  fervent  prayer  ; 

Be  it  more  fervent  still  ; 
Be  it  my  highest  care, 
Be  it  my  settled  will. 

667.    l.  m. 

SPRING  up,  my  soul,  with  ardent  flight, 
Nor  let  this  earth  delude  thy  sight 

With  glittering  trifles  gay  and  vain  : 
Wisdom  divine  directs  thy  view 
To  objects  ever  grand  and  new, 

And  faith  displays  the  shining  train. 

Be  dead,  my  hopes,  to  all  below  ; 
Nor  let  unbounded  torrents  flow, 

When  mourning  o'er  my  withered  joys  ; 
So  this  deceitful  world  is  known  ; 
Possessed,  I  call  it  not  my  own, 

Nor  glory  in  its  painted  toys. 

The  empty  pageant  rolls  along  ; 
The  giddy,  inexperienced  throng 

Pursue  it  with  enchanted  eyes  : 
It  passeth  in  swift  march  away  ; 
Still  more  and  more  its  charms  decay, 

Till  the  last  gaudy  color  dies. 
3<J7 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

My  God,  to  thee  my  soul  shall  turn, 
For  thee  my  noblest  passions  burn, 

And  drink  in  bliss  from  thee  alone  : 
I  fix  on  that  unchanging  home, 
Where  never-fading  pleasures  bloom, 

Fresh  springing  round  thy  radiant  throne. 

668.    c.  m. 

1  O  THAT  the  Lord  -would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ; 
0  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  0  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part ! 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray  ; 

My  feet  too  often  slip  ; 
Yet,  since  I  've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands ; 

'T  is  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  nor  heart,  nor  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 
398 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

669.    cm. 

1  WITH  ray  whole  heart  I  've  sought  thy  face, 

O,  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  0  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way  ! 

2  Thy  word  I  've  hid  within  my  heart, 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

3  I  'm  a  companion  of  the  saints, 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord  ; 
My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 

4  My  heart  with  sacred  rev'rence  hears 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  flesh  with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 

5  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait, 

For  thy  salvation  still ; 
Thy  holy  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

670.    cp.m. 

1  TELL  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys, 
Of  sinful  mirth  and  carnal  joys, 

The  things  I  loved  before  ; 
Let  me  but  view  my  Saviour's  face, 
And  feel  his  animating  grace, 

And  I  desire  no  more. 

2  Tell  me  no  more  of  fame  and  wealth, 
Of  careless  ease  and  blooming  health, 

For  they  have  all  their  snares  ; 
399 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

Let  me  but  know  my  sins  forgiven, 
And  see  my  name  enrolled  in  heaven, 
And  I  am  free  from  cares. 

3  Give  me  a  Bible  in  my  hand, 
A  heart  to  read  and  understand 

That  sure  unerring  word  ; 
I  'd  urge  no  company  to  stay, 
But  sit  alone  from  day  to  day, 

And  converse  with  the  Lord. 

671.  cm. 

1  SOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Allow  my  humble  claim  ; 
Nor,  while  a  worm  would  raise  its  head, 
Disdain  a  Father's  name. 

2  My  Father,  God  !  how  sweet  the  sound  ! 

How  tender  and  how  dear  ! 
Not  all  the  melody  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart, 
And  show  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

4  Cheered  by  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwav'ring  I  believe  ; 
Thou  know'st  I  Abba,  Father,  cjy, 
Nor  can  the  sign  deceive. 

672.  cm. 

1  0  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Jesus,  remember  me  ! 
400 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

2  When  with  an  aching,  burdened  heart, 

I  seek  relief  of  thee, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart ; 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
0,  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day  ! 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

4  If,  for  thy  sake,  upon  my  name 

Reproach  and  shame  shall  be, 
I  '11  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame  ; 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

5  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
O  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

G  And  when  thy  glorious  day  shall  come, 
And  earth  and  heaven  shall  flee, 
0,  let  me  find  a  peaceful  home  ! 
Yes,  then  remember  me  ! 

673.      8s,  7s  &  4. 

1  GUIDE  us,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrims  through  this  barren  land  ; 
We  are  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  us  with  thy  powerful  hand  ; 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  us  now  and  evermore. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 
Lead  us  all  our  journey  through  ; 

Strong  Deliv'rer, 
Be  thou  still  our  strength  and  shield. 
26  401 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

3  Musing  on  our  habitation, 

Looking  to  our  heavenly  home, 
Fills  our  souls  with  holy  longing  ; 
Come,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  como  ! 

Hard  the  conflict, 
Till  we  find  our  rest  with  thee. 

674.    l.  m. 

1  I  WANT  not  India's  pearly  shore ; 
I  want  the  joys  of  earth  no  more  ; 
I  want  to  quit  each  vain  delight ; 

I  want  to  walk  with  Christ  in  white. 

2  I  want  to  know  my  Saviour's  love  ; 
I  want  to  fix  my  heart  above  ; 

I  want  more  grace  to  conquer  sin  ; 
I  want  to  feel  new  life  within. 

3  I  want  Christ's  robe  of  righteousness  ; 
I  want  that  bright  and  glorious  dress  ; 
I  want  to  lay  my  own  aside  ; 

I  want  to  fly  from  legal  pride. 

4  I  want  to  lean  on  Jesus'  breast, 
And  feel  him  my  eternal  rest ; 

I  want  the  Spirit's  purging  fire  ; 

More  faith,  more  love,  to  raise  me  higher. 

5  I  want  with  Jesus  to  sit  down  ; 

I  want  to  wear  my  heavenly  crown  ; 
I  want  the  kingdom  promised  me  ; 
I  want,  0  Christ,  to  live  with  thee ! 

675.    lis. 

1  I  'M  weary  of  staying  ;  0,  when  shall  I  rest 
In  that  promised  land  of  the  good  and  the  blest. 
Where  sin  shall  no  longer  her  blandishments  spread, 
And  tears  and  temptations  forever  are  fled  ! 
402 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

2  I'm  weary  of  sighing  o'er  sorrows  of  earth, 

O'er  joy's  glowing  visions  that  fade  at  their  birth  ; 
O'er  the  pangs  of  the  loved  that  we  cannot  assuage, 
The  blightings  of  youth,  and  the  weakness  of  age. 

3  I'm  weary  of  hoping,  where  hope  is  untrue, 
As  fair  but  as  fleeting  as  bright  morning  dew  ; 
I  long  for  that  land  whose  blest  promise  alone 
Is  changeless,  and  sure  as  eternity's  throne. 

4  I'm  weary  of  loving,  where  all  pass  away  ; 
The  brightest  and  fairest,  alas  !  cannot  stay  ; 

I  look  to  the  place  where  these  partings  are  o'er, 
Where  death  and  the  tomb  can  divide  us  no  more. 


676.    6s. 

O,  EXILED  Paradise, 

0 ,  how  we  long  for  thee  ! 
"When  wilt  thou  robe  the  earth, 

When  plant  Life's  healing  tree  ? 
0,  for  thy  smiling  hills, 

With  gush  of  clear  cascade  ; 
Forever-flowing  rills, 

By  living  waters  made  ! 
Thou  hast  fresh  blooming  vales, 

Where  glitt'ring  fountains  play, 
And  sweet  sequestered  dales, 

Hid  in  thy  groves  away. 

0,  for  thy  fragrant  flowers, 

That  bloom  through  all  the  year  ! 

0,  for  thy  rosy  bowers, 
The  wilderness  to  cheer  ! 

To  thee  we  shall  "  return, 
And  to  Mount  Zion  come  !  " 
403 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND  PRACTICE. 

"With  songs  sing  joyfully, 

"  And  shout  the  harvest  home  !  " 
Awake  the  harp  and  lute 

In  praises  to  the  King 
Who  reigns  on  David's  throne  ; 

To  him  hosannas  bring. 


Jesus  shall  ever  reign  ; 

When  his  bright  kingdom  comes 
The  sun  shall  be  ashamed 

Before  his  dazzling  thrones  ; 
The  moon  confounded,  then, 

Shall  hide  her  silver  ray, 
And  saints  of  every  age 

Rejoice  in  glorious  day. 
O,  exiled  Paradise, 

O ,  how  we  long  for  thee ! 
Robe  thou  anew  the  earth, 

Bring  back  Life's  healing  tree. 


677.    c.  p.  m. 

HEAR  us,  0  God,  for  vengeance  cry  ! 
Let  Satan  quickly  prostrate  lie, 

And  we  be  freed  from  sin  ; 
Made  holy,  like  our  blessed  Lord, 
And  then,  without  one  jarring  chord, 

Thy  praises  we  will  sing. 

0,  let  that  glorious  period  rise, 
When  all  on  earth,  with  glad  surprise, 

AVill  see  the  heavens  rend, 
And  Christ,  who  was  for  sinners  slain. 
In  triumph  with  his  holy  train 

A  second  time  descend. 
404 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

678.    8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  SAVIOUR,  come,  thy  saints  are  waiting, 

Waiting  for  the  nuptial  day ; 
Thence  their  promised  glory  dating  ; 
Come,  and  bear  thy  saints  away  : 

Come,  Lord  Jesus  ! 
Thus  thy  waiting  people  pray. 

2  Base  the  wish,  and  vain  th'  endeavor, 

While  on  earth  to  find  our  rest ; 
Till  we  see  thy  face,  we  never 
Shall  or  can  be  fully  blest ; 

In  thy  presence 
Nothing  shall  our  peace  molest. 

3  Lord,  we  wait  for  thine  appearing, 

"  Tarry  not,"  thy  people  say  : 
Bright  the  prospect  is,  and  cheering, 
Of  beholding  thee  that  day  ; 

When  our  sorrow 
Shall  forever  pass  away. 

679.    cm. 

1  THY  sympathies  and  hopes  are  ours  ; 

Dear  Lord,  we  wait  to  see 
Creation,  all  below,  above, 
Redeemed  and  blest  by  thee. 

2  Our  longing  eyes  would  fain  behold 

That  bright  and  blessed  brow, 
Once  wrung  with  bitterest  anguish,  wear 
Its  crown  of  glory  now. 

3  Why  linger,  then  ?  come,  Saviour,  come, 

Responsive  to  our  call ; 
Come,  claim  thine  ancient  power,  and  reign 
The  Heir  and  Lord  of  all. 
405 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

680.   l.  m. 

1  THY  kingdom  come  ;  thus,  day  by  day, 
We  lift  our  hands  to  God  and  pray ; 
But  who  has  ever  duly  weighed 

The  meaning  of  the  words  he  said  ? 

2  Thy  kingdom  come ;  0  day  of  joy, 
When  praise  shall  every  tongue  employ  : 
When  hate,  and  strife,  and  war  shall  cease, 
And  man  with  man  shall  be  at  peace  ! 

3  Jesus  shall  reign  on  Zion's  hill, 
And  all  the  earth  with  glory  fill ; 
His  word  shall  Paradise  restore, 
And  sin  and  death  afflict  no  more. 

4  Then  bears  and  wolves,  no  longer  wild, 
Obey  the  leading  of  a  child  ; 

The  lions  with  the  oxen  eat, 

And  dust  shall  be  the  serpent's  meat. 

5  God's  holy  will  shall  then  be  done 
By  all  who  live  beneath  the  sun  ; 
For  saints  shall  then  as  angels  be, 
All  changed  to  immortality. 


681.    8s,  7s  &  4s. 

SAVIOUR,  haste  ;  our  souls  are  waiting 

For  the  long  expected  day, 
When,  new  heavens  and  earth  creating, 
Thou  shalt  banish  grief  away  ; 

All  the  sorrow 
Caused  by  sin  and  Satan's  sway. 
40G 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  Haste,  0  hasten  thine  appearing  ! 

Take  thy  mourning  people  home  ; 
'T  is  this  hope  our  spirits  cheering, 
While  we  in  the  desert  roam, 

Makes  thy  people 
Strangers  here  till  thou  dost  come. 

3  Lord,  how  long  shall  the  creation 

Groan  and  travail,  sore  in  pain  ; 
Waiting  for  its  sure  salvation, 
When  thou  shalt  in  glory  reign, 

And,  like  Eden, 
This  sad  earth  shall  bloom  again  ? 

682.    c.  m. 

1  SPIRIT  of  power  and  might,  behold 

A  world  by  sin  destroyed  ; 
Creator-spirit,  as  of  old, 
Move  on  the  formless  void. 

2  Give  thou  the  word  ;  that  healing  sound 

Shall  quell  the  deadly  strife  ; 
And  earth  again,  like  Eden  crowned, 
Produce  the  tree  of  life. 

3  If  sang  the  morning-stars  for  joy 

When  nature  rose  to  view, 
AVhat  strains  shall  angel-hearts  employ 
When  thou  shalt  all  renew  ? 

4  And  if  the  sons  of  God  rejoice 

To  hear  a  Saviour's  name, 
How  will  the  ransomed  raise  their  voice, 
To  whom  that  Saviour  came  ! 

5  So  every  kindred,  tongue  and  tribe, 

Assembling  round  the  throne, 
Thy  new  creation  shall  ascribe 
To  grace  and  love  alone. 
407 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

683.      7s.    61. 

1  LORD,  how  long  wilt  thou  remain 

Far  from  us,  thy  scattered  flock? 
Hasten,  Lord,  thy  promised  reign, 

For  we  prize,  while  others  mock, 
Thy  command,  though  wide  we  roam, 
"  Occupy  until  I  come." 

2  Lord,  how  long  ere  thy  return 

To  thine  own  who  watch  and  pray  ; 
Gladd'ning  hearts  that  silent  mourn, 

Longing  for  thy  glory's  day  ; 
Thy  command  fulfilling  here, 
"  Occupy  till  I  appear?  " 

3  Lord,  how  long  ere  thou  shalt  call 

Us,  thy  servants,  to  declare 
Where  are  now  those  talents  all, 

Once  committed  to  our  care  ? 
Thy  behest  we  dared  not  spurn, 
"  Occupy  till  I  return." 


684.    78. 

JESUS,  refuge  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ; 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ! 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0 ,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone  ! 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  ; 
408 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 

Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want  ; 

All  in  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 


685.      C.  M. 

1  THE  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints 

The  joyous  lay  demand  ; 
The  heart  delights  in  song  to  dwell 

On  that  victorious  band  ; 
Those  whom  the  senseless  world  abhorred, 

Who  cast  the  world  aside, 
Deeming  it  worthless,  for  the  sake 

Of  Christ,  their  Lord  and  Guide. 

2  For  him  they  braved  the  tyrant's  rage, 

The  scourge's  cruel  smart ; 
The  wild  beast's  fang  their  bodies  tore, 

But  vanquished  not  the  heart ; 
Like  lambs  before  the  sword  they  fell, 

Nor  cry,  nor  plaint  expressed ; 
For  patience  kept  the  conscious  mind, 

And  armed  the  fearless  breast. 

3  What  tongue  can  tell  the  crown  prepared 

The  martyr's  brow  to  grace  ? 
His  shining  robe,  his  joys  unknown, 
Before  thy  glorious  face  ? 
409 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

Vouchsafe  us,  Lord,  if  such  thy  will, 
Clear  skies  and  seasons  calm  ; 

If  not,  the  martyr's  cross  to  bear, 
And  win  the  martyr's  palm. 

686.      7s  &  6s. 

1  FROM  every  earthly  pleasure, 

From  every  transient  joy, 
From  every  mortal  treasure, 

That  soon  will  fade  and  die  ; 
No  longer  these  desiring, 

Upward  our  wishes  tend, 
To  nobler  bliss  aspiring, 

And  joys  that  never  end. 

2  From  every  piercing  sorrow, 

That  leaves  our  breast  to-day, 
Or  threatens  us  to-morrow, 

Hope  turns  our  eyes  away. 
On  wings  of  faith  ascending, 

We  see  the  land  of  light, 
And  feel  our  sorrows  ending 

In  infinite  delight. 

3  'Tis  true  we  are  but  strangers, 

We  sojourn  here  below  ; 
And  countless  snares  and  dangers 

Surround  the  path  we  go  ; 
Though  painful  and  distressing, 

Yet  there  's  a  rest  to  come, 
And  onward  still  we  're  pressing 

To  our  eternal  home. 


687.    l.  m. 

1  0  THOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
410 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee  ; 
0,  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free  ! 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross ; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee  ; 
0,  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill  ! 

688.    c.  m. 

1  LORD,  in  the  winds,  and  waves,  and  sky, 

I  see  thee  present  here  ; 
And  looking  at  thyself  I  cry, 
Can  I  be  still  thy  care? 

2  I  think  of  days  and  dangers  past, 

When  I  have  found  thee  nigh  ; 
And  wonder  how  thy  love  can  last 
To  one  so  vile  as  I. 

3  I  think  of  terrors  near  at  hand, 

Of  judgment  yet  to  come, 
When  I  before  thy  face  must  stand, 
And  hear  mv  final  doom. 
411 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

4  The  sense  of  all  I  've  been  and  done 

Would  fill  me  with  despair  ; 
But  to  my  Saviour's  cross  I  run, 
And  find  a  refuge  there. 

5  I  know  he  has  the  power  to  aid  ; 

I  know  he  has  the  will  ; 
And  he  who  once  for  sinners  bled 
Can  rescue  sinners  still. 


689.      7s&6s. 

0,  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  in  his  kingdom  dwell  ; 
Partake  its  rest  eternal, 

Its  songs  triumphant  swell  ? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And,  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

But  now  I  am  a  soldier  ; 

My  Captain  's  gone  before  ; 
He  's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  bids  me  not  give  o'er  : 
If  I  continue  faithful, 

A  righteous  crown  he  '11  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

Our  eyes  shall  then,  with  rapture, 

The  Saviour's  face  behold  ; 
Our  feet,  no  more  diverted, 

Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold  ; 
Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport 

The  hosts  celestial  sing  ; 
Our  tongues  shall  chant  the  glory 

Of  our  immortal  King. 
412 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

690.  s.  m. 

1  0,  CEASE,  my  wand'ring  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  roam  ! 
All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God  ! 

Behold  the  open  door  ! 
0,  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more  ! 

3  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

691.  ios. 

1  LONELY  and  weary,  by  sorrows  opprest, 
Onward  we  hasten  with  longings  for  rest  ; 
Bidding  adieu  to  the  world  with  its  pride, 
Longing  to  dwell  by  Immanuel's  side. 
Bat  'mid  our  pilgrimage,  lo,  on  our  eyes 
Visions  of  beauty  and  glory  arise  ; 

Visions  of  crowns  which  we  hope  soon  to  wear, 
Visions  of  heaven,  —  0,  we  long  to  be  there  ! 

2  There  is  the  city,  in  splendor  sublime, 

O,  how  if  j  turrets  and  battlements  shine  ! 
Pearls  are  its  portals,  surpassingly  bright, 
Jasper  its  walls,  and  £he  Lamb  is  its  light. 
Pathways  of  gold  that  fair  city  adorn, 
Glitt'ring  with  glory  far  brighter  than  morn  ; 
Angels  stand  bcck'ning  us  onward  to  share 
Glory  unfading,  —  we  long  to  be  there. 

3  Rivers  are  gliding  'mid  unfading  trees, 
Songs  of  the  blessed  are  borne  on  the  breeze  ; 

413 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Glory-gilt  mountains,  resplendent  are  seen, 
Valleys  and  hills  clad  in  Eden-like  green  : 
There  shall  the  glory  of  God  ever  be, 
Filling  the  earth  as  the  waves  fill  the  sea  ; 
There  shall  the  ransomed,  immortal,  and  fair, 
Evermore  dwell,  —  0,  we  long  to  be  there  ! 

There  is  the  home  of  the  pure  and  the  blest  ; 
There  shall  the  weary  be  ever  at  rest  ; 
There  shall  life's  trials  and  sorrows  be  o'er  ; 
There  shall  the  gathered  ones  part  nevermore  ; 
There  shall  the  blest  be  from  death  ever  free  ; 
There  their  Redeemer  in  beauty  they  '11  see  ; 
Crowns  of  bright  glory  forever  they  '11  wear  ; 
0 ,  to  be  with  them  !  —  we  long  to  be  there  ! 


692.    cs. 

1  IF  Jesus  should  appear 

Now  at  this  very  moment, 
We  have  no  cause  to  fear  ; 

No,  but  with  deep  abasement, 
Joyful  we  would  adore 

The  Lamb  who  shed  his  blood, 
And  own  him  evermore 

Our  Saviour,  Lord  and  God. 

2  Ah  !  might  the  time  soon  come, 

When  thou,  our  souls'  beloved, 
Shalt  take  thy  brethren  home, 

And  show  them  all  approved  ; 
When  Ave  shall  all  behold 

Him  whom  by  faith  we  know, 
Chief  Shepherd  of  the  fold, 

Saviour  from  ev'ry  foe  ! 

3  Hear  thou  thy  people's  cry, 

0  Jesus,  Christ  and  Lord  ! 
414 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE!   AND   PRACTICE. 

And  bring  that  glory  nigh 
As  promised  in  thy  word  ; 

And  when  thou  shalt  assign 
His  lot  to  every  one, 

Thy  righteousness  divine 
Shall  be  our  boast  alone. 


693.   8s. 

1  THE  church  in  her  militant  state 

Is  weary,  and  cannot  forbear  ; 
The  saints  with  desire  still  wait, 
To  see  him  again  in  the  air. 

2  The  Spirit  invites,  in  the  bride, 

Her  heavenly  Lord  to  descend  ; 
And  place  her,  enthroned  at  his  side, 
In  glory  that  never  shall  end. 

3  The  news  of  his  coming  I  hear, 

And  gladly  I  join  in  the  cry  ; 
0  Jesus,  in  triumph  appear  ! 
Appear  on  the  clouds  of  the  sky. 

4  Come,  Lord,  to  the  bride  of  thy  love, 

In  fulness  of  majesty  come  ; 
And  give  me  the  mansion  above, 
Prepared  in  thy  heavenly  home. 


694.    s.m. 

1  THE  church  has  waited  long 
Her  absent  Lord  to  see ; 
And  still  in  loneliness  she  waits, 

A  friendless  stranger  she. 
Age  after  age  has  gone, 
415 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Sun  after  sun  has  set, 
And  still  in  weeds  of  -widowhood, 
She  weeps  a  mourner  yet. 

Come  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come ! 

!  Saint  after  saint  on  earth 

Has  lived,  and  loved,  and  died, 
And  as  they  left  us  one  by  one, 

We  laid  them  side  by  side  ; 
We  laid  them  down  to  sleep, 

But  not  in  hope  forlorn  ; 
We  laid  them  but  to  ripen  there 
Till  the  last  glorious  morn. 
Come  then,  Lord  Jesus,  come  ! 


695.    l.m. 

1  O ,  WHAT  a  bright  and  blessed  world 

This  groaning  earth  of  ours  will  be, 
When  from  its  throne  the  tempter  hurled, 
Shall  leave  it  all,  0  Lord,  to  thee ! 

2  0  blessed  Lord,  with  weeping  eyes, 

That  blissful  hour  we  wait  to  see  ; 
While  every  worm  or  leaf  that  dies 
Tells  of  the  curse,  and  calls  for  thee. 

3  Come,  Saviour,  then  o'er  all  below 

Shine  brightly  from  thy  throne  above  ; 
Bid  heaven  and  earth  thy  glory  know, 
And  all  creation  feel  thy  love. 

696.    c.  m. 

1  HOW  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  reign, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  just ; 
While  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  slain 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  ? 
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CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

2  When  shall  the  tedious  night  be  gone  ? 

When  will  our  Lord  appear  ? 
Our  fond  desires  would  pray  him  down, 
Our  love  embrace  him  here. 

3  Let  faith  arise  and  climb  the  hills, 

And  from  afar  descry 
How  distant  are  his  chariot  wheels, 
And  tell  how  fast  they  fly. 

4  We  hear  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise !  " 

And,  lo,  the  graves  obey  ! 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

5  0  may  our  humble  spirits  stand 

Among  them  clothed  in  white  ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Is  infinite  delight. 

6  How  shall  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 

When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  upward  to  the  skies 
On  love's  triumphant  wing  ! 


697.    8S. 

1  TO  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone  ; 
0,  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne  ! 

2  My  Saviour,  whom,  absent,  I  love  ; 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore  ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power  ; 

3  When  that  happy  era  begins, 

When  arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline  ; 

4  0,  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed, 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poured  ; 
I  shall  meet  him  whom,  absent,  I  loved, 
I  shall  see  whom,  unseen,  I  adored. 

5  And  then  never  more  shall  the  fears, 

The  trials,  temptations  and  woes, 
Which  darken  the  valley  of  tears, 
Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 

698.   l.m. 

1  SIX  thousand  years  are  nearly  past 
Since  Adam  from  thy  sight  was  cast ; 
And  ever  since  his  fallen  race 

From  age  to  age  are  void  of  ^race. 

2  When  will  the  happy  trump  proclaim 
The  judgment  of  the  martyred  Lamb? 
When  shall  the  captive  ones  be  free, 
And  keep  th1  eternal  Jubilee  ? 

3  Hasten  it,  Lord,  in  every  land  ; 

Send  thou  thine  angels,  and  command  : 
"Go,  sound  deliverance,  and  show 
Salvation  to  the  saints  below." 

4  We  want  to  have  the  day  appear, 
The  promised  great  sabbatic  year ; 
When,  far  from  grief,  and  sin,  and  hell, 
Israel  in  ceaseless  peace  shall  dwell. 

5  Till  then  we  will  not  let  thee  rest ; 
Thou  still  shalt  hear  our  strong  request ; 
And  this  our  daily  prayer  shall  be, 
Lord,  sound  the  trump  of  Jubilee  ! 

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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

699.  cm. 

1  JERUSALEM,  our  heavenly  home, 

Name  to  us  ever  dear, 
When  will  the  Saviour  come,  and  thou 
To  us,  his  saints,  appear  ? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  jasper  walls 

And  gates  of  pearl  survey  ; 
The  fabric  reared  on  precious  stones 
Of  every  brilliant  ray  ? 

3  Transparent  as  the  crystal  glass, 

And  formed  of  purest  gold  ; 
Perfection's  height  art  thou,  of  all 
That  man  can  e'er  behold. 

4  In  thee  the  myriads  of  the  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite, 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  see 
With  infinite  delight. 

5  0  when,  thou  city  of  our  God, 

Shalt  thou  for  us  descend, 
And  our  eternal  sabbath  come, 
When  praise  shall  never  end  ? 

700.  cm. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  glorious  home, 

Name  ever  dear  to  me, 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  ? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ; 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  ; 
Blest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you  ! 

4  Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home, 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

701.    cm. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 

0,  how  I  long  for  thee  ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones, 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ; 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  paved  with  gold. 

"3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  walks 
My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  dazzling  views  by  human  sight 
Have  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  such  thy  holy  city,  Lord, 

Why  should  we  linger  here, 
Still  cleaving  to  this  vile  abode, 
Nor  wish  thee  to  appear  ? 

5  Lord,  help  us  by  thy  mighty  grace 

To  keep  in  view  the  prize, 
Till  thou  dost  come  to  take  us  home 
To  that  blest  paradise. 

6  When  we  've  been  there  ten  thousand  years, 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
420 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

We  've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

702.    cm. 

1  O,  LAND  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh  ! 

When  will  the  moment  come 
When  I  shall  lay  my  armor  by, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home  ? 

2  No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  know, 

No  peaceful  shelt'ring  dome  ; 
This  world  's  a  wilderness  of  woe  ; 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

3  To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest ; 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 
And  fly  for  succor  to  his  breast, 
And  he  'd  conduct  me  home. 

4  I  would  at  once  have  quit  this  place, 

Where  foes  in  fury  roam, 
But,  ah  !  my  passport  was  not  sealed  ; 
I  could  not  yet  go  home. 

5  Weary  of  wand 'ring  round  and  round 

This  vale  of  sin  and  gloom, 
I  long  to  leave  th'  unhallowed  ground, 
And  dwell  with  Christ  at  home. 


703.    p.m. 

0,  SPARE  thy  people,  Lord, 
And  bring  them  full  salvation  ; 

Fulfil  thy  faithful  word  ;  _ 
Rescue  the  sleeping  nation  ! 

Thou  voice  of  God,  shout  from  on  high  ; 
The  signal  give  for  reaping  ; 
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CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

Come  thou  and  reap  the  harvest  dry  ; 

0 ,  gather  all  the  sleeping  ! 
Spare  now  the  "  remnant/'  Lord  ; 

The  foe  doth  yet  pursue  them  ; 
0,  for  thy  blessed  word, 

Do  thou  with  strength  endue  them  ! 

I  0,  may  thy  kingdom  come, 

All  power  and  dominion  ; 
Bring  now  the  faithful  home 

On  bright  seraphic  pinion  ! 
We  're  "  tired,"  0,  come  and  take  us  home, 

And  give  us  crowns  of  glory  ! 
We  feel  like  those  who  weary  roam 

About  some  ruin  hoary.  ^ 

0,  may  thy  will  be  done 

On  earth  as  't  is  in  heaven  ! 
May  now  the  glorious  Sun 

Of  Righteousness  be  given  ! 

\  0,  may  the  "  city  "  come 

Down  from  the  opening  heaven  ! 
The  New  Jerusalem, 

O,  may  it  now  be  given  ! 
Its  gates  of  pearl,  its  streets  of  gold, 

Blaze  with  thy  brightest  glory  ; 
The  holy  seers  have,  raptured,  told 

The  New  Creation's  story  ; 
0,  may  it  now  descend, 

The  city  of  foundations  ! 
In  triumph  ne'er  to  end 

Rule  thou  the  angry  nations. 

704.      L.  M. 

L  GREAT  God,  whoso  universal  sway 
All  heaven  reveres,  all  worlds  obey, 
Now  make  the  Saviour's  glory  known, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 
422 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

!  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands ; 
Angels  submit  to  his  commands  ; 
His  justice  shall  protect  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

»  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  treads  th'  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 
His  righteous  government  shall  last 
Till  days,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 

705.    p.  m. 

1  WHEN  shall  I  see  the  day 

That  ends  my  woes  ? 
When  shall  I  vict'ry  gain 

O'er  all  my  foes? 
When  will  the  trumpet  sound 

That  calls  an  exile  home  ; 
The  grand,  sabbatic  year, 

When  will  it  come  ? 

2  A  crown  of  glory  bright, 

By  faith  I  see, 
In  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Prepared  for  me. 
0,  may  I  faithful  prove, 

And  keep  the  prize  in  view, 
And  through  the  storms  of  life 

My  way  pursue  ! 

3  Jesus,  be  now  my  guide ; 

My  steps  attend  ; 
O,  keep  me  near  thy  side  ! 

Be  thou  my  friend  ; 
Be  thou  my  shield  and  sun, 

My  Saviour  and  my  guard  ; 
And,  when  my  work  is  done, 

My  great  reward. 
423 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

4  O,  how  I  long  to  see 

That  happy  day, 
When  sorrow,  sin  and  pain, 

Shall  flee  away. 
When  all  th'  heavenly  tribes 

Shall  find  their  long  sought-home ! 
The  Jubilee  of  heaven, 

When  will  it  come  ? 


706.    l.  m. 

1  THOU  only  sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  refuge,  my  almighty  Friend, 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah,  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart ; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine  ; 

While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call ; 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  gracious  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  ; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 
424 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

707.    c.  m. 

1  MY  song  shall  always  be  of  him 

Who  gave  himself  for  me  ; 
Who  died  a  sinner  to  redeem, 
And  bled  upon  the  tree. 

2  I  never  can  his  love  forget, 

Who  suffered  for  my  good  ; 
His  wounded  head,  hands,  side,  and  feet, 
Poured  forth  the  sacred  flood. 

3  Like  him,  on  earth,  I  wish  to  be, 

That,  when  he  doth  appear, 
I  may  rejoice  his  face  to  see, 
And  his  blest  voice  to  hear. 

4  For  time  to  come  I  would  fulfil 

The  wishes  of  my  Lord  ; 
Obey  his  precepts,  do  his  will, 
And  magnify  his  word. 

708.    8s. 

1  I  LONG  to  behold  him  arrayed 

With  glory  and  light  from  above  ; 
The  King  in  his  beauty  displayed, 

His  beauty  of  holiest  love. 
I  languish  and  sigh  to  be  there, 

Where  Jesus  shall  fix  his  abode ; 
0,  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air, 

And  fly  to  the  mountain  of  God  ? 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  shall  stand, 

For  Jesus  has  spoken  the  word  ; 
The  breadth  of  Immanuel's  land 
Survey  by  the  side  of  my  Lord. 
425 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

But  when,  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 
Thy  face  I  am  strengthened  to  see, 

My  fulness  of  rapture  I  find, 
My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

I  How  happy  the  people  whose  home 

Is  found  in  the  city  of  God  ! 
As  pilgrims  no  more  they  shall  roam, 

Nor  travel  a  dangerous  road. 
Physician  divine,  unto  me 

Thy  soul-healing  blessing  now  give, 
And  keep  me  while  waiting  for  thee, 

And  then  to  that  city  receive. 


709.   6s. 

1  MY  spirit  longs  for  thee 

To  dwell  within  my  breast 
Although  I  'in  unworthy 
Of  so  divine  a  guest. 

2  Of  so  divine  a  guest 

Unworthy  though  I  be, 
Yet  hath  my  heart  no  rest 
Until  it  come  to  thee. 

3  Until  it  come  to  thee, 

In  vain  I  look  around  ; 
In  all  that  I  can  see 
No  rest  is  to  be  found. 

4  No  rest  is  to  be  found 

But  in  thy  bleeding  love  : 
0,  let  my  wish  be  crowned, 
And  send  it  from  above  ! 
426 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

710.    c.  it. 

1  WHAT  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 

Around  thy  steps  below  ; 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe  ! 

2  Forever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung  ; 
Yet  no  ungentle  murm'ring  word. 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile  ; 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  0 ,  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee  ; 

Like  thee,  0  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sins  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive  ! 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye 

In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
That  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union,  Lord,  with  thee. 

711.       8s&7s. 

1  LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  us  in  thy  humble  dwelling  ; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion  ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art  ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation  ; 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 
427 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

2  Breathe,  0,  breathe  thy  Holy  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  thy  grace  inherit  ; 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest  : 
Take  away  the  love  of  sinning  ; 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away  ; 
End  the  work  of  thy  beginning  ; 

Bring  us  to  eternal  day. 

712.    76. 

1  SAVIOUR  of  the  sin-sick  soul, 
Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole  ; 
Finish  thy  great  work  of  grace, 
Cut  it  short  in  righteousness. 

2  Speak  the  second  time,  "  Be  clean  !  " 
Take  away  my  inbred  sin  ; 

Every  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Cast  it  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  Nothing  less  will  I  require  ; 
Nothing  more  can  I  desire  ; 
None  but  Christ  to  me  be  given  ; 
None  but  Christ  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  0  that  I  might  now  decrease  ! 
O  that  all  I  am  might  cease  ! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall ; 
Let  my  Lord  be  all  in  all. 


713.    cm. 

0,  COULD  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  would  my  hours  glide  sweet  away 

While  leaning  on  his  word  ! 

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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day, 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  Blest  Jesus,  come,  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 
That  I  may  nevermore  depart, 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

714.      8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  GENTLY,  Lord,  0,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lowly  vale  of  tears  ! 
And,  0  Lord,  in  mercy  give  us 
Thy  rich  grace  in  all  our  fears  ! 

0,  refresh  us, 
0 ,  refresh  us  with  thy  grace  ! 

2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  us 

From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  says  he  '11  ne'er  forget  us, 
But  will  save  from  every  sin  ; 

Therefore  praise  him, 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road, 
His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee  ; 
Soon  he  '11  bring  thee  home  to  God  ; 

Therefore  praise  him, 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

Anticipation. 

715.    c.  m. 

1  ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  0,  the  transporting,  rapt'rous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits,  that  never  fail, 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rock,  and  hill,  and  brook,  and  vale, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  nor  pois'nous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

7  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I  'd  launch  away. 


716.    s.  m. 

TO  watch  the  morning's  dawn 
I  '11  get  me  to  the  hill  ; 

And,  till  the  shadows  flee  away, 
I  '11  keep  the  watch-tower  still. 
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CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

2  For  morning  surely  comes, 

With  everlasting  light  ; 
The  day-star  is  at  hand, 
To  chase  the  dreary  night. 

3  Our  journey  has  been  long, 

And  dark  our  desert-day  ; 
The  promised  glory  yet  to  come, 
Chief  solace  of  our  way. 

4  And,  though  it  lingers,  yet 

It  cheers  the  failing  eye 
To  mark,  amid  surrounding  gloom, 
The  star  of  prophecy. 

5  I  '11  trim  my  lamp  the  while, 

And  chant  a  midnight  lay, 
Till  perfect  light  and  gladness  come 
In  glory's  endless  day. 

717.     L.M. 

1  LOOK  up,  my  soul,  and  hail  the  home 

The  Lord  thy  God  prepares  for  thee  ; 
Jerusalem  from  heaven  will  come, 
Bride  of  the  Lamb,  in  majesty. 

2  Look  up,  my  soul ;  for,  bright  as  gold, 

The  sacred  city's  jasper  walls 
Shine  like  the  noonday  sun  ;  behold, 
God's  glory  gilds  her  radiant  halls  ! 

3  Lookup,  my  soul ;  the  "  First,  the  Last," 

Hath  bade  all  pain  and  mourning  cease  ; 
The  griefs  of  former  years  are  past ; 
All  there  is  light,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

4  Look  up,  my  soul ;  and  still  rejoice, 

Though  tempests  dark  thy  path  bedim  ; 
No  "  fearful,  unbelieving  "  voice 

Can  sing  the  Bridegroom's  choral  hymn. 
431 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

5  Look  up,  my  soul  ;  and  keep  that  word, 

That  solemn  word  which  Christ  hath  given  : 
Blessed  are  ye  who  wait  your  Lord, 

The  "  bright,  the  Morning  Star  "  of  heaven. 

6  Look  up,  my  soul  ;  and  join  that  cry, 

"  The  Spirit  and  the  bride  say,  Come  !  " 
Lord,  haste,  fulfil  thy  prophecy  ; 
Lord,  take  thy  sealed  people  home  ! 

718.      C.  M. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  calm  delight, 

To  sorrowing  mortals  given  ; 
There  rapt'rous  scenes  enchant  the  sight, 
And  all  to  soothe  their  souls  unite  ; 

Sweet  is  their  rest  in  heaven. 

2  There  glory  beams  on  all  the  plains, 

And  joy  for  hope  is  given  ; 
There  music  swells  in  sweetest  strains, 
And  spotless  beauty  ever  reigns, 

And  all  is  love  in  heaven. 

3  There  cloudless  skies  are  ever  bright ; 

Thence  gloomy  scenes  are  driven  ; 
There  suns  dispense  unsullied  light, 
And  planets,  beaming  on  the  sight, 

Illume  the  fields  of  heaven. 

4  There  is  a  stream  that  ever  flows, 

To  passing  pilgrims  given  ; 
There  fairest  fruit  immortal  grows  ; 
The  verdant  flower  eternal  blows « 

Amid  the  fields  of  heaven. 

5  There  is  a  great  and  glorious  prize, 

For  those  with  sin  who  've  striven  ; 
432 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

'T  is  bright  as  star  of  evening  skies, 
And  far  above  it  glitt'ring  lies 
A  golden  crown  in  heaven. 

719.       8s  &  7s. 

1  THIS  is  not  my  place  of  resting  ; 

Mine  's  a  city  yet  to  come  ; 
Onwards  to  it  I  am  hasting, 
On  to  my  eternal  home. 

2  In  it  all  is  light  and  glory, 

O'er  it  shines  a  nightless  day  ; 
Every  trace  of  sin's  sad  story, 
All  the  curse  has  passed  away. 

3  There  the  Lamb,  our  Shepherd,  leads  us 

By  the  streams  of  life  along  ; 

On  the  freshest  pastures  feeds  us-, 

Turns  our  sighing  into  song. 

4  Soon  we  pass  this  desert  dreary, 

Soon  we  bid  farewell  to  pain  ; 
Nevermore  be  sad  or  weary, 
Never,  never  sin  again. 

720.    s.  m. 

1  "  FOREVER  with  the  Lord  !  " 

Amen,  so  let  it  be  ; 
Life  for  the  dead  is  in  that  word  ; 
'T  is  immortality. 

2  Here,  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam  ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 

A  day's  march  nearer  home. 
28  433 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 

Home  of  my  soul,  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 
Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 

4  Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  home  I  love  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
Jerusalem  above  ! 

5  And,  though  there  intervene 

Kough  roads  and  stormy  skies, 
Faith  will  not  suffer  aught  to  screen 
Thy  glory  from  my  eyes. 

6  There  shall  all  clouds  depart, 

The  wilderness  shall  cease  ; 
And  sweetly  shall  each  gladdened  heart 
Enjoy  eternal  peace. 

721.    c.  m. 

1  BLEST  hour  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet, 

Their  earthly  sorrows  o'er, 
And  with  celestial  welcome  greet, 
On  an  immortal  shore ! 

2  The  parent  finds  his  long-lost  child  ; 

Brothers  on  brothers  gaze  ; 
The  tear  of  resignation  mild 
Is  changed  to  joy  and  praise. 

3  Each  tender  tie,  dissolved  with  pain, 

AVith  endless  bliss  is  crowned  ; 
All  that  was  dead  revives  again  ; 
All  that  was  lost  is  found. 

4  And  while  remembrance,  lingering  still, 

Draws  joy  from  sorrowing  hours  ; 
434 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

New  prospects  rise,  new  pleasures  fill 
The  soul's  expanding  powers. 

5  Congenial  minds,  arrayed  in  light, 
High  thoughts  shall  interchange  ; 
Nor  cease  with  ever-new  delight 
On  wings  of  love  to  range. 

722.    c.  p.  m. 

1  WHAT  sound  is  this  salutes  my  ear  ? 
'T  is  Gabriel's  trump  methinks  I  hear ; 

Th'  expected  day  has  come. 
Behold  the  heavens,  the  earth,  the  sea, 
Proclaim  the  year  of  Jubilee  ! 

Return,  ye  exiles,  home. 

2  Behold,  the  fair  Jerusalem, 
Illuminated  by  the  Lamb, 

In  glory  doth  appear  ! 
Fair  Zion,  rising  from  the  tombs, 
To  meet  the  Bridegroom  ;  lo  !  he  comes, 

And  hails  the  festive  year. 

3  My  soul  is  striving  to  be  there  ; 
I  long  to  rise  and  wing  the  air, 

And  trace  the  sacred  road. 
Adieu,  adieu,  all  earthly  things  ! 
0,  that  I  had  an  angel's  wings, 

I  'd  quickly  see  my  God  ! 


Fly,  ling'ring  moments,  fly,  0  fly  ! 
I  thirst,  I  pant,  I  long,  to  try, 

Angelic  joys  to  prove  ; 
Soon  shall  I  change  this  house  of  clay. 
Clap  my  glad  wings  and  soar  away, 

And  shout  redeeming  love  ! 
435 


CHRISTIAN'    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

723.    cm. 

1  0,  WHAT  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  ! 

Before  my  ravished  eyes 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 
And  trees  of  paradise. 

2  I  see  the  blessed  saints  in  light, 

Who  taste  the  pleasure  there  ; 
They  are  all  robed  in  spotless  white, 
And  conq'ring  palms  they  bear. 

3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain. 

4  0,  what  are  all  my  suff'rings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet 
With  that  enraptured  host  t'  appear, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet  ? 

5  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away  ; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 
In  that  eventful  day. 


724.      9s  &  8s. 

CHRISTIAN,  the  morn  breaks  sweetly  o'er  thee, 

And  all  the  midnight  shadows  flee  ; 
Tinged  arc  the  distant  skies  with  glory  ; 

A  beacon  light  hangs  out  for  thee. 
Arise,  arise,  the  light  breaks  o'er  thee  ; 

Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne  ; 
Thy  home  is  in  that  world  of  glory 

Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 
436 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Tossed  on  time's  rude,  relentless  surges, 

Calmly  composed  and  dauntless  stand  ; 
For,  lo  !  beyond  those  scenes  emerges 

The  heights  that  bound  the  promised  land 
Christian,  behold,  the  land  is  nearing 

Where  the  wild  sea-storm's  rage  is  o'er  ! 
Hark  !  how  the  heavenly  hosts  are  cheering ! 

See  in  what  throngs  they  range  the  shore  ! 

Cheer  up,  cheer  up,  the  day  breaks  o'er  thee 

Bright  as  the  summer's  noontide  ray  ! 
The  star-gemmed  crowns  and  realms  of  glory 

Invite  thy  happy  soul  away. 
Away,  away,  leave  all  for  glory  ! 

Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne  ; 
Thy  home  is  in  that  world  of  glory 

Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 


725.    iis. 

1  DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness  ; 

Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more  ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of  gladness ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrows  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them, 

And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far  ; 
They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge  that  pur- 
sued them  ; 

Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee 

Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  shall  be  ; 
Shout  !  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  thee, 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free  ! 

437 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 
726.  8B&6S. 

THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wand'rers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 
'T  is  found  alone  in  heaven. 

There  is  a  soft,  a  downy  bed, 

As  fair  as  breath  of  even  ; 
A  couch  for  weary  mortals  spread, 
Where  they  may  rest  the  aching  head, 

And  find  repose,  —  in  heaven. 

There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear,  but  heaven. 

There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ; 
It  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene,  in  heaven. 

There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  : 
Beyond  the  dark,  the  narrow  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 


727.    cm. 

LO,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away, 

And  the  old  rolling  skies  ! 
438 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  conies  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing  : 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King  ! 

4  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
Men  are  the  objects  of  his  love, 
And  he  their  gracious  God. 

5  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye  ; 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
And  death  itself,  shall  die." 

6  How  bright  the  vision  !  0,  how  long 

Shall  this  glad  hour  delay  ! 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day  ! 


728.    7s. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey  sweetly  sing  ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 
We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  blessed  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 
439 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest, 
You  near  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seats  are  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 
Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land  : 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 


729.    l.  m. 

1  "  WE  'VE  no  abiding  city  here  ;" 

This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
"Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

2  "  We  've  no  abiding  city  here  ;" 

Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home  ! 
But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 
"  We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

3  "  We  've  no  abiding  city  here  ;" 

Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do  ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear, 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 

4  "  We  've  no  abiding  city  here  ;" 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 
Jerusalem  —  the  Lord  is  there  — 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 


730.    cm. 

BRIGHT  flowing  fountains  now  I  see, 
From  Beulah's  peaceful  land  ; 

Were  I  a  wandering  dove  I  'd  flee, 
And  by  those  waters  stand. 
440 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

2  0,  angel-pinions,  come  to  me, 

And  bear  me  soon  away  ; 
For  I  would  dwell  by  Life's  fair  tree, 
Whence  I  shall  never  stray  ! 

3  Fair  Eden  bowers  glad  I  see, 

There  sweetly  I  would  rest ; 
I  'm  longing,  longing  there  to  be 
With  all  the  white-robed  blest. 

4  My  Saviour's  love  I  would  explore, 

That  overflowing  sea  ; 
O,  I  would  dwell  for  evermore, 
Fast  by  life's  verdant  tree  ! 

731.      7s.  8  1. 

1  LIFT  your  eyes  of  faith,  and  see 

Saints  and  angels  joined  in  one  ; 
What  a  countless  company 

Stand  before  yon  dazzling  throne  ! 
Each  before  his  Saviour  stands, 

All  in  whitest  robes  arrayed  ; 
Palms  they  carry  in  their  hands, 

Crowns  of  glory  on  their  head. 

2  Saints,  begin  the  endless  song, 

Cry  aloud,  in  heavenly  lays  ; 
Glory  doth  to  God  belong, 

God  the  glorious  Saviour  praise  ; 
All  salvation  from  him  came, 

Him  who  reigns  enthroned  on  high 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb, 

Let  the  morning  stars  reply. 

3  Angel  powers  the  throne  surround  ; 

Next  the  saints  in  glory  they  ; 
Lulled  with  the  transporting  sound, 
They  their  silent  homage  pav  : 
441 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

Prostrate  on  their  face,  before 

God  and  his  Messiah,  fall ; 
Then  in  hymns  of  praise  adore, 

Shout  the  Lamb  that  died  for  all. 

732.  p.m. 

1  O,  JOIN  ye  the  anthems  of  triumph  that  rise 
From  the  throng  of  the  blest,  from  the  hosts  of  the 

skies ; 
Alleluia,  they  sing,  in  rapturous  strains, 
Alleluia,  the  Lord  God  omnipotent  reigns  ! 

2  He  gave  to  the  light  its  beneficent  wings  ; 

He  controlleth  the  councils  of  senates  and  kings  ; 
From  his  throne  in  the  clouds  the  lightnings  are 

hurled, 
And  he  ruleth  the  factions  that  rage  thro'  the  world. 

3  Rejoice,  ye  that  love  him  ;  his  power  cannot  fail  ; 
His  omnipotent  goodness  shall  surely  prevail  ; 
The  triumph  of  evil  will  shortly  be  past, 

And  the  omnipotent  King  shall  conquer  at  last. 

4  Though  Satan  now  maketh  the  nations  his  prey, 
The  dominion  of  darkness  shall  soon  pass  away  ; 
Exulting,  we  join  heaven's  rapturous  strains, 
Alleluia,  the  Lord  God  omnipotent  reigns  ! 

733.  l.  m. 

1  'T  IS  night ;  but  0,  the  joyful  morn 

Will  soon  our  waiting  spirits  cheer  ; 
Yon  gleams  of  coming  glory  warn 

Thy  saints,  0  Lord,  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Lord  of  our  hearts,  beloved  of  thee, 

Wearv  of  earth,  we  sigh  to  rest, 
J  442 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE. 

Supremely  happy,  safe  and  free, 
Forever  on  thy  tender  breast. 

3  To  see  thee,  love  thee,  feel  thee  near, 

Nor  dread,  as  now,  thy  transient  stay, 
To  dwell  beyond  the  reach  of  fear, 
Lest  joy  should  wane,  or  pass  away. 

4  Children  of  hope,  beloved  Lord, 

In  thee  we  live,  we  glory  now, 
Our  joy,  our  rest,  our  great  reward, 
Our  diadem  of  beauty,  thou. 

5  And  when  exalted,  Lord,  with  thee, 

Thy  royal  throne  at  last  we  share  ; 
To  everlasting  thou  shalt  be 
Our  diadem,  our  glory,  there. 

734.    l.  m. 

1  LO,  round  the  throne  a  glorious  band, 
The  saints  in  countless  myriads  stand  ; 
Of  every  tongue  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrayed  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came  ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame  ; 
But  now  from  all  their  labors  rest, 

In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  They  see  the  Saviour  face  to  face  ; 
They  sing  the  triumph  of  his  grace  ; 
And  day  and  night,  with  ceaseless  praise, 
To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. 

4  0,  may  we  tread  the  sacred  road 
That  holy  saints  and  martyrs  trod  ; 
Wage  to  the  end  the  glorious  strife. 
And  win  at  last  a  crown  of  life. 

443 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

735.      7s  &  6s. 

1  WHEN  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

Flow  joyfully  along  ? 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  him  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign. 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly  ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply. 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujahs  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound  ! 

-    736.    cm. 

1  A  STRANGER  in  the  world  below, 

I  calmly  sojourn  here  ; 
Nor  can  its  happiness  or  woe 

Provoke  my  hope  or  fear  ; 
Its  evils  in  a  moment  end, 

Its  joys  as  soon  are  past  ; 
But  0,  the  bliss  to  which  I  tend 

Eternally  shall  last  ! 

Expectation. 

737.    l.  m. 

JESUS,  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes, 
For  thine  expected  coming  waits  ; 

When  will  the  promised  light  arise, 
And  glory  beam  on  Zion's  gates  ? 
444 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

2  E'en  now,  when  tempests  round  vis  fall, 

And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 
Thy  words  with  pleasure  we  recall, 
And  deem  that  our  redemption  's  nigh. 

3  0,  come  and  reign  o'er  every  land  ; 

Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurled, 
All  nations  bow  to  thy  command, 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us,  in  watchfulness  and  prayer, 

To  wait  for  thine  appointed  hour  ; 
And  fit  us,  by  thy  grace,  to  share 

The  triumphs  of  thy  eonq'ring  power. 


738.    8s. 

1  AWAY  with  our  sorrow  and  fear  ; 

"We  soon  shall  recover  our  home  ; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear ; 
The  day  of  eternity  come. 

2  Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end, 

When,  raised  by  the  life-giving  word, 
We  see  the  new  city  descend, 
Adorned  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord. 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 

That  lovely  Jerusalem  here  ; 
Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold, 
As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear. 

4  The  saints  in  God's  presence  receive 

Their  great  and  eternal  reward  ; 
With  Jesus  forever  they  live, 

And  reign  on  the  earth  with  their  Lord. 

415 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

739.    l.  m. 

1  LOUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound 
And  spread  the  joyful  tidings  round  ; 
Let  ev'ry  soul  with  transport  hear, 
And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  The  rich  inheritance  once  lost, 

Freely  restored  through  Christ  we  boast ; 
Eternal  rest,  and  glorious  peace, 
In  mansions  builded  by  his  grace. 

3  How  blessed,  who  know  the  gospel  sound, 
That  spreads  these  joyful  tidings  round, 
And  speaks  a  Jubilee  begun, 

Which  through  eternal  years  shall  run  ! 


740.    l.  m. 

1  WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 

Lord,  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life  's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
But  that  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  O,  joyful  hour  !    0,  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  my  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound, 
Then  burst  the  chains,  with  glad  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

446 


CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE   AND   PRACTICE. 

741.       S.  M; 

1  IN  expectation  sweet, 

We  '11  wait,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Till  Christ's  triumphal  car  we  meet, 
And  see  an  endless  day. 

2  He  comes,  the  Conq'ror  comes  ; 

Death  falls  beneath  his  sword  ; 
The  joyful  pris'ners  burst  the  tombs, 
And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord. 

3  The  trumpet  sounds,  "  Awake  ! 

Ye  dead,  to  judgment  come  !  " 
The  pillars  of  creation  shake, 
While  man  receives  his  doom. 

4  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 

Who  love  the  ways  of  peace  ! 
No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close, 
Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss. 


742.    c.  m. 

1  JESUS,  our  hope,  our  life,  our  heaven, 

The  ling 'ring  times  have  flown  ; 
To  thee  the  kingdom  now  is  given  ; 
Return  and  claim  thine  own. 

2  And,  as  we  wait,  along  the  skies 

Unearthly  glory  steals  ; 
And  our  glad  spirits  seem  to  rise 
To  haste  thy  chariot  wheels. 

3  Although  they  seem  to  linger,  still 

Thy  retinue  on  high 
Is  marshalled,  and  awaits  the  will 
That  bids  their  myriads  fly. 
447 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

4  Then  we  will  wait,  nor  deem  too  long 
The  closing  hours  of  grace, 
But  trim  our  lamps  with  cheerful  song, 
Till  we  shall  see  thy  face. 


743.    c.  m. 

1  WITH  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Finished  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, 
And  wait  the  sure  reward. 

2  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

3  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 


744.      P.  M. 

1  JESUS,  faithful  to  his  word, 

Shall  with  a  shout  descend  ; 
All  heaven's  host  their  glorious  Lord 

Shall  joyfully  attend. 
Christ  shall  come  with  dreadful  noise, 

Lightnings  swift  and  thunders  loud 
With  the  great  archangel's  voice, 

And  with  the  trump  of  God. 

2  First  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  rise  ; 

Then  we  that  yet  remain 
Shall  be  caught  up  to  the  skies, 
And  see  our  Lord  again. 
448 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE    AND    PRACTICE* 

We  shall  meet  him  in  the  air, 
All  caught  up  to  heaven  shall  be ; 

Find,  and  love,  and  praise  him  there, 
From  death  forever  free. 

"Who  can  tell  the  happiness 

This  glorious  hope  affords  ? 
Joy  unuttered  we  possess 

In  those  reviving  words  ; 
Happy  while  on  earth  we  live  ; 

Higher  bliss  ordained  to  know  ; 
When  our  King  to  his  shall  give 

The  kingdom  here  below. 


745.    p.  m. 

THERE  is  a  King  of  glory, 
Ere  long  on  earth  to  rise, 
Sung  in  prophetic  story, 

Descending  from  the  skies  ; 
The  babe  of  Bethlehem,  't  is  he, 
It  is  the  man  of  Calvary  ; 

Not  crowned  with  thorns  and  gory, 
But  crowned  with  glory  now  : 
Not  crowned  with  thorns  to-day, 
Not  mocked  and  led  away, 
But  crowned  with  everlasting  glory  now. 

He  cometh,  cometh  speedy, 

To  save  his  suff'ring  saints, 
Saints  groaning,  waiting,  ready, 
And  endeth  their  complaints. 
With  joy  they  meet  him  in  the  air, 
And  shout  the  swelling  triumph  there  : 
No  longer  poor  and  needy, 
But  crowned  with  glory  now  ; 
Not  one  'a  reviled  to-day, 
29  449 


CHRISTIAN    EXPERIENCE   AND    PRACTICE. 

None  stumble  in  the  "way, 
All  crowned  with  everlasting  glory  now. 

0,  tears,  and  sin,  and  sighing, 

Now  let  your  prisoner  go  ; 
Discharged  from  pain  and  dying, 

And  from  a  world  of  woe  ! 
I  go  to  Christ,  he  comes  to  me, 
We  meet  in  bright  eternity  : 
On  clouds  he  cometh  flying, 
On  clouds  of  glory  now  ; 
Victorious  in  his  wars, 
Full  many  a  palm  he  bears, 
And  crowns  of  everlasting  glory  now. 

0,  what  are  tribulation, 
And  all  the  ills  I  bear, 
Compared  with  this  salvation 

And  all  the  glory  there  ? 
Behold,  a  city  fair  and  high, 
Bright  capital  of  earth  and  sky, 
That  dureth  with  duration, 
All  filled  with  glory  now  ! 
The  armies  of  his  grace 
Triumphant  reach  the  place  : 
'T  is  glory,  everlasting  glory,  now. 

There  every  sight  that  pleases, 

There  every  sound  that  cheers, 
There  sweet  immortal  breezes, 

Inspire  the  palmy  years  ; 
There  all  the  just  join  in  a  band, 
From  every  age,  from  every  land  ; 
While  o'er  them  reigns  King  Jesus, 
With  crowns  of  glory  now  ; 
The  people  of  his  grace 
Have  reached  the  heavenly  place  ; 
'T  is  glory,  everlasting  glory,  now. 
450 


SAINTS    AND    SINNERS    CONTRASTED. 

XIX.     SAINTS   AND    SINNERS   CON- 
TRASTED. 

746,      L.  M. 

1  HAPPY  the  man,  whose  cautious  feet 

Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go  , 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 

Among  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night 
With  pleasure  pond 'ring  o'er  his  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 
And  heaven  will  shine,  with  kindest  beams, 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 

4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  crossed  ; 

As  chaff  before  the  tempest  flies, 
So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost 
When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

747.    l.  m. 

1  THRICE  happy  he  who  shuns  the  way 
That  leads  ungodly  men  astray  ; 
Who  fears  to  stand  where  sinners  meet, 
Nor  with  the  scorner  takes  his  seat. 

2  The  law  of  God  is  his  delight  ; 

That  cloud  by  day,  that  fire  by  night, 
Shall  be  his  comfort  in  distress, 
And  guide  him  through  life's  wilderness. 
451 


SAINTS    AND    SINNERS    CONTRASTED. 

3  His  works  shall  prosper  ;  he  shall  be 
A  fruitful,  fair,  unwith'ring  tree, 
That,  planted  where  the  river  flows. 

Nor  drought,  nor  frost,  nor  mildew  knows. 

4  Not  so  the  wicked  ;  they  are  cast 
Like  chaff  upon  the  whirlwind's  blast  ; 
In  judgment  they  shall  quake  for  dread, 
Nor  with  the  righteous  lift  their  head. 


748.    h.  n. 

1  LORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 

To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  see  the  wicked,  placed  on  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honor  shine  ! 

2  But,  0,  their  end,  their  dreadful  end  ! 

Thy  faithful  word  hath  taught  me  so  ; 
On  slipp'ry  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood  : 
Lord,  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

749.    s.  3i. 

1  THE  man  is  ever  blest 

Who  shuns  the  sinner's  ways  ; 

Among  their  councils  never  stands, 

Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place  ; 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  study  and  delight, 
Amidst  the  labors  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 
452 


SAINTS    AND    SINNERS    CONTRASTED. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root ; 
Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live, 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race  ; 

They  no  such  blessings  find  ; 
Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 

Before  that  judgment-seat, 
Where  all  the  saints,  at  Christ's  right  hand, 
In  full  assembly  meet  ? 

G  He  knows,  and  he  approves, 
The  way  the  righteous  go  ; 
But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow. 


750.    l.  m. 

1  BROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there  ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrower  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint  ,^ 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 
453 


SAINTS    AND    SINNERS    CONTRASTED. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain  ; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new  ; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

751.  c.  m. 

1  THE  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen, 

Not  fearing  man,  or  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay- tree,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 

2  And,  lo  !  he  vanished  from  the  ground, 

Destroyed  by  hands  unseen  ; 
Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 

3  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness  ; 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

4  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand, 

Preserved  from  every  snare  ; 
They  shall  possess  the  promised  land, 
And  dwell  forever  there. 

752.  s.  m. 

1  LET  sinners  take  their  course, 

And  choose  the  road  to  death  ; 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I  '11  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne 

When  morning  brings  the  light  ; 
I  seek  his  blessing  every  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 
454 


SAINTS    AND    STNNERS    CONTRASTED. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

0  my  eternal  God  ! 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise. 
Beneath  thy  holy  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I  '11  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm , 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love  ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 


753.      L.  M. 

1  LORD,  I  am  thine,  but  thou  wilt  prove 
My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love  ; 
When  wicked  men  against  me  join, 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below  ; 
'T  is  all  the  happiness  they  know  ; 

'T  is  all  they  seek  ;  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  sinners  value,  I  resign  : 

Lord,  'i  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 
455 


THE    CHURCH. 


4  This  life  's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 


XX.    THE  CHURCH. 

754.  c.  m. 

1  BEHOLD  the  sure  foundation-stone, 

Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise  ! 

2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

Let  saints  adore  the  name  ; 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 
Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

3  The  foolish  builders,  -scribe  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood  ; 

Yet  must  this  building  rise  ; 
'T  is  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

755.  s.  m. 

1  I  LOYE  thy  church,  0  God  ! 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 
Dear  a*i  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

450 


THE    CHURCH. 

2  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

3  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

4  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine. 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  cleliv 'ranee  bring. 


756.      8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  ZION  stands  with  hills  surrounded, — 

Zion,  kept  by  power  divine  ; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine  : 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine  ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish  ; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove  ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright ; 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee  ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight  : 

God  is  with  thee, 
God,  thine  everlasting  light ! 
457 


THL    CHURCH. 

757.    o.  it 

1  HOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  !'' 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  ; 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest  ; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

4  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell  ; 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 


758.    cm. 

1  WITH  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong, 

Unrivalled  and  alone, 
Loved  theme  of  many  a  sacred  song, 
God's  holy  city  shone. 

2  Thus  fair  was  Zion's  chosen  seat, 

The  glory  of  all  lands  ; 
Yet  fairer,  and  in  strength  complete, 
The  Christian  temple  stands. 

3  The  faithful  of  each  clime  and  age 

This  glorious  church  corupo 
Built  on  a  Rock,  with  idle  rage 
The  thfeat'ning  tempest  blows. 
'  458 


THE   CHURCH. 

4  Fear  not ;  though  hostile  bands  alarm, 
Thy  God  is  thy  defence  ; 
And  weak  and  powerless  every  arm 
Against  Omnipotence. 

759.    s.  m. 

1  WHERE  is  the  Hebrews'  God, 

Who  kept  them  night  and  day  ? 
Where  is  the  heavenly  fire  and  cloud, 
Which  showed  thy  church  their  way  ? 

2  No  symbol  visible 

We  of  thy  presence  find  ; 
Yet  all  who  would  obey  thy  will 
Shall  know  their  Father's  mind. 

3  Yes,  Lord,  thou  still  dost  lead 

The  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  chosen,  the  believing  seed, 
Through  this  vast  wilderness. 

4  Our  chart,  thy  written  word  ; 

The  Holy  Ghost,  our  guide  ; 
.And  Christ,  our  glorious  risen  Lord, 
Doth  in  our  hearts  reside. 

760.    l:m. 

1  AUTHOR  of  faith,  we  seek  thy  face, 

For  all  who  feel  thy  work  begun  ; 
Confirm  and  strengthen  them  in  grace, 
And  bring  thy  feeblest  children  on. 

2  Thou  scest  their  wants,  thou  know'st  their  names ; 

Be  mindful  of  thy  youngest  care  ; 
Be  tender  of  the  new-born  lambs, 
And  gently  in  thy  bosom  bear. 
459 


THE   CHURCH. 

3  The  lion  roaring  for  his  prey, 

With  ravening  wolves  on  every  side. 
Watch  over  them  to  tear  and  slay, 

If  found  one  moment  from  their  Guide. 

4  Satan  his  thousand  arts  essays  ; 

His  agents  all  their  powers  employ, 
To  blast  the  blooming  work  of  grace, 
The  heavenly  offspring  to  destroy. 

5  In  safety  lead  thy  little  flock, 

From  hell,  the  world,  and  sin  secure  ; 
And  set  their  feet  upon  the  rock, 
And  make  in  thee  their  goings  sure. 


761.      8s&7s. 

1  GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  church  is  still  thy  dwelling, 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight ; 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 
Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light. 

3  On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

4  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

5  Round  her  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
460 


THE    CHURCH. 

For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 

762.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

ON  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo,  the  sacred  herald  stands, 

Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands  : 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful  ? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 

By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 
Cease  thy  mourning : 

Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee  ; 

Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  : 
Great  deliv'rance 

Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee  ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past ; 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee  ; 

Victory  is  thine  at  last  : 
All  thy  conflicts 

End  in  everlasting  rest. 

763.    s.  m. 

FAR  as  thy  name  is  known, 
The  world  declares  thy  praise  ; 

Thy  saints,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

•  451 


THE    CHURCH. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill ; 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Survey  with  care  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  tows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent,  and  how  wise ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 


764.    l.  8.   • 

1  TRIUMPHANT  Zion  !  lift  thy  head 
From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead  ; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  known  ; 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  halls  with  dread  ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

402« 


THE    CHURCH. 

4  God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hands  thy  ruins  shall  repair  ; 
Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

Dedication. 

765.    h.  m. 

1  GREAT  King  of  glory,  come, 

And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  home, 

This  people  as  thine  own  : 
Beneath  this  roof,  0  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below  ! 

2  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 

Like  incense,  to  the  skies  : 
Here  may  thy  soul-converting  word 
In  faith  be  preached,  with  faith  be  heard. 

3  Here  may  the  list'ning  throng 

Receive  thy  truth  in  love  ; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song 

Of  angel  choirs  above  : 
Till  all  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
Rejoice  in  thy  abounding  grace. 

766.    7s. 

1  LORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise  ; 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread  ; 
463 


THE    CHURCH. 

Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blessed, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest. 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land  ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
While  probation  shall  endure. 

4  Hallelujah  !  earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply  ; 
Hallelujah  !  hence  ascend 

Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 

767.    cm. 

1  GREAT  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear ; 

Thy  presence  now  display  ; 
As  thou  hast  given  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  feeble  hope  to  raise  ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  hearing  ear,  the  watchful  eye, 

The  contrite  heart  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  address  our  prayers  ; 
And  in  the  presence  of  the  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

4G4 


THE    CHURCH. 


And  may  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Enforced  by  grace  divine, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round, 
And  bend  their  wills  to  thine. 


768.  l.  m. 

1  AND  will  the  great,  eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 

And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne. 
Avow  our  temple  for  his  own  ? 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise  ; 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace, 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 

3  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise  ; 
Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise  ; 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

4  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  glories  of  his  train  ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

5  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

769.  c.  m. 

1  0  GOD,  though  countless  worlds  of  light 
Thy  poAvcr  and  glory  show  ; 
Though  round  thy  throne,  above  all  height, 
Immortal  seraphs  glow, — ■ 
30  465 


THE    CHURCH. 

2  Yet,  Lord,  where'er  thy  saints  apart 

Are  met  for  praise  and  prayer  ; 
Wherever  sighs  a  contrite  heart, 
Thou,  gracious  God,  art  there. 

3  With  grateful  joy,  thy  children  rear 

This  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  may  they  sing  thy  praises  here, 
And  here  thy  beauty  see. 

4  Here,  Saviour,  deign  thy  saints  to  meet, 

With  peace  their  hearts  to  fill  ; 
And  here,  like  Sharon's  odors  sweet, 
May  grace  divine  distil. 

5  Here  may  thy  truths  fresh  triumphs  win  ; 

Eternal  Spirit,  here, 
In  many  a  heart  now  dead  in  sin, 
A  living  temple  rear. 

770.    L.M.       • 

1  THE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple,  built  by  God  ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone, 

He  spake,  and  lo,  the  work  was  done  ! 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high, 
The  broad  expanse  of  azure  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  Avith  morning;  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, 
The  sea,  the  sky,  and  all  was  good  ; 
And  when  its  first  pure  praises  rung, 
The  morning  stars  together  sung. 

4  Lord,  'tis  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  skv,  a  house  for  thoe  ; 

466 


THE   CHURCH. 

But  in  thy  sight  our  off'ring  stands, 
An  humble  temple,  built  with  hands. 

771.      L.  M. 

1  ALMIGHTY  God,  thy  constant  care 

Hath  been  our  sure  support  and  stay, 
And  hither  gladly  we  repair, 
Our  early  sacrifice  to  pay. 

2  Accept  our  vows  ;  in  humble  trust 

This  house  we  consecrate  to  thee  ; 
0,  may  thy  promise  to  the  just 
Forever,  Lord,  our  portion  be  ! 

3  And  may  that  stream  that  maketh  glad 

The  city  of  our  God  below, 
Revive  the  drooping,  cheer  the  sad, 
As  still  its  healing  waters  flow. 

4  So  let  thy  people  here  enjoy 

The  blessings  which  thy  grace  hath  given, 
That  they  may  hail,  with  purer  joy, 
The  unseen,  perfect  bliss  of  heaven. 


Ordination. 

772.    l.  m. 

1  LORD,  let  thy  presence  now  attend 
Him  whom  we  to  thy  grace  commend  ; 
Nor  let  him  as  a  pilgrim  rove, 
Without  the  conduct  of  thy  love. 

2  Thy  promise  stands  upon  record 

To  be  with  those  who  preach  thy  word  ; 
Be  with  him,  Lord,  the  work  is  thine  ; 
Support  him  with  thy  strength  divine. 
467 


THE    CHURCH. 

3  Inflame  his  zeal,  enlarge  his  heart, 
Courage  and  utterance  impart  ; 
His  love  be  ardent,  pure  his  aim, 
The  great  salvation  be  his  theme. 

4  While  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  his  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
Thy  power  impart,  thy  gospel  bless, 
And  crown  his  labors  with  success. 

5  0  may  his  eyes  with  joy  behold 
Thy  grace,  as  in  the  days  of  old  ! 
May  sinners  tremble  at  thy  word, 
Believe  and  turn  unto  the  Lord. 


773.    s.  m. 

1  YE  messengers  of  Christ, 

His  sovereign  voice  obey  ; 
Arise  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve, 

Will  needful  strength  bestow  ; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Go,  spread  a  Saviour's  fame, 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace 
To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  num'rous  race. 

4  We  wish  you,  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success  ; 
Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 
Will  your  endeavors  bless. 
46S 


THE   CHURCH. 

774.  c.  m. 

1  0  GOD,  thy  children  gathered  here, 
Thy  blessing  now  we  wait ; 

Thy  servant, girded  for  his  work, 
Stands  at  the  temple's  gate. 

2  A  holy  purpose  in  his  heart 
Has  deepened  calm  and  still ; 

Now  from  his  childhood's  Nazareth 
He  comes  to  do  thy  will. 

3  0  Father,  keep  his  soul  alive 
To  every  hope  of  good  ; 

And  may  his  life  of  love  proclaim 
Man's  truest  brotherhood. 

4  0  Father,  keep  his  spirit  quick 
To  every  form  of  wrong  ; 

And  in  the  ear  of  sin  and  self 
May  his  rebuke  be  strong. 

5  And  as  he  doth  Christ's  footsteps  press, 
If  e'er  his  faith  grow  dim, 

Then,  in  the  dreary  wilderness, 
Thine  angels  strengthen  him. 

775.  l.  m. 

O  THOU,  who  art  above  all  height, 
Our  God,  our  Father,  and  our  Friend, 

Beneath  thy  throne  of  love  and  light 
Let  thine  adoring  children  bend. 

2  Since  thy  young  servant  now  hath  given 
Himself,  his  powers,  his  hopes,  his  youth, 
To  the  great  cause  of  truth  and  heaven, 
Be  thou  his  guide,  O  God  of  truth  ! 
469 


1 


THE    CnURCH. 


0,  may  his  doctrines  drop  like  rain, 
His  speech  like  Hermon's  dew  distil  ; 

Till  green  fields  smile,  and  golden  grain, 
Ripe  for  the  harvest,  waits  thy  will. 


776.   l.  m. 

1  'T  IS  done  ;  th'  important  act  is  done  ; 

Heaven,  earth,  its  solemn  purport  know  ; 
Its  fruits,  when  time  its  race  has  run, 
Shall  through  eternal  ages  flow. 

2  The  covenants  of  this  sacred  hour, 

Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  seal  ; 
Spirit  of  Grace,  diffuse  thy  power, 
Our  vows  accept,  thy  might  reveal. 

3  Behold  our  guide,  and  deign  to  crown 

His  toils,  0  Lamb  of  God,  with  love ! 
His  lijDS  inspire  ;  each  effort  own  ; 

Breathe,  dwell  within  him,  heavenly  Dove. 

4  0,  when,  before  the  judgment-seat, 

The  wicked  quake  in  dread  despair, 
May  we,  all  reverent  at  thy  feet, 
Pastor  and  flock,  find  mercy  there  ! 


777.    8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  DEAEEST  Saviour,  help  thy  servant 
To  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love  ; 
Pour  thy  grace  upon  this  people, 
That  thy  truth  they  may  approve. 

Bless,  O  bless  them, 
From  thy  shining  courts  above  ! 
470 


THE   CHURCH. 

2  Now,  thy  messages  invite  them 
To  partake  the  gospel-feast  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  enlight  them, 
Every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest. 

0 ,  receive  us  ! 
Let  us  find  the  promised  rest. 

778.  l.  m. 

1  GO  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name  ; 

Sweetly  the  gospel  trumpet  sound  ; 
The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim 

Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 

2  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
With  care  bind  up  the  broken  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 

3  Be  wise  as  serpents,  where  you  go, 

But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  show 
That  ye  're  commissioned  from  above. 

4  Freely  from  me  ye  have  received, 

Freely,  in  love,  to  others  give  ; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believed, 
And,  by  your  labors,  sinners  live. 

779.  l.  m. 

1  YE  Christian  heralds,  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  in  Immanuel's  name  ; 

To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He  '11  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire, 

471 


THE   CHURCH. 

Bid -raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er 
Then  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more  ; 
Meet,  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

780.    l.  m. 

1  GO,  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord  ; 

Bid  the  whole  world  my  grace  receive  ; 
He  shall  be  saved  who  trusts  my  word, 
And  he  condemned  who  won't  believe. 

2  I  '11  make  your  great  commission  known  ; 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands  ; 

I  'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end  ; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands  ; 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend. 

781.      S.  M. 

1  HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Z ion's  hill  ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are  ! 
Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  ; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here ! 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 
472 


THE   CHURCH. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


782.    cm. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  condescend 

To  hear  our  fervent  prayer, 
While  these,  our  brethren,  we  commend 
To  thy  paternal  care. 

2  Before  them  set  an  open  door  ; 

Their  faithful  labors  bless  ; 
On  them  thy  Holy  Spirit  pour, 
And  crown  them  with  success. 

3  Endow  them  with  a  heavenly  mind  ; 

Supply  their  every  need  ; 
Make  them  in  spirit  meek,  resigned, 
But  bold  in  word  and  deed. 

4  In  every  tempting,  trying  hour, 

Uphold  them  by  thy  grace  ; 
And  guard  them  by  thy  mighty  power, 
Till  they  shall  end  their  race. 
473 


THE    CHURCn. 

783.    l.  m. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house 
We  pay  our  homage  and  our  vows ; 
While,  with  a  grateful  heart,  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scattered  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  apostles'  honored  name, 
Sacred  beyond  all  earthly  fame  ; 

In  lowlier  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Our  pastors  hence  and  teachers  rise. 

4  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And,  fed  by  Christ,  their  graces  live, 
While,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

5  Jesus  our  Lord  their  hearts  shall  know  ; 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  Mow 
Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise 
Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 


784.    l.  m. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer  : 

We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee  ; 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 

2  How  great  their  work  !  how  vast  their  charge  ! 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge  ; 

Their  best  endowments  are  our  gain  ; 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 
474 


THE    CHURCH. 

3  0 ,  clothe  with  energy  divine 

Their  words  ;  and  let  those  words  be  thine  ! 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal ; 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed  ; 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed  ; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain, 
And  thus  reward  their  toil  and  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound, 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore, 
And  feel  thy  Spirit's  living  power. 

785.    7s. 

1  WOULD  you  win  a  soul  to  God? 
Tell  him  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Once  for  dying  sinners  spilt, 

To  atone  for  all  their  guilt. 

2  Tell  him  how  the  streams  did  glide 
From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side  ; 
How  his  head  with  thorns  was  crowned, 
And  his  heart  in  sorrow  drowned  ; 

3  How  he  yielded  up  his  breath  ; 
How  he  agonized  in  death  ; 
How  he  lives  to  intercede, 
Christ  our  Advocate  and  Head. 

4  Tell  him  it  was  sovereign  grace 
Led  thee  first  to  seek  his  face  ; 
Made  thee  choose  the  better  part, 
Wrought  salvation  in  thy  heart. 

5  Tell  him  of  that  liberty 
Wherewith  Jesus  makes  us  free  ; 

475 


THE   CHURCH. 

Sweetly  speak  of  sins  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  the  joys  of  heaven. 

786.  cm. 

1  LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

And  take  th'  alarm  they  give  ; 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'T  is  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
It  occupies  the  Saviour's  heart, 
Employs  angelic  bands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  ; 
For  souls  which  by  his  grace  may  live, 
Or  perish  in  their  woe. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  for  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee, 

787.  s.  m. 

1  LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 

Thy  needy  servants'  cry  : 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait ; 

Our  wants  are  in  thy  view  ; 
The  harvest,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  laborers  are  few. 

3  Convert  and  send  forth  more 

Into  thy  church  abroad, 
476 


THE   CHURCH. 

And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  0,  let  them  spread  thy  name  ! 
Their  mission  fully  prove  ; 
Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 
Thine  all-redeemine:  love. 


788.    l.  m. 

1  WITH  heavenly  power,  0  Lord,  defend 
Him  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend  ; 
Thy  faithful  messenger  secure, 
And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 

2-  Gird  him  with  all-sufficient  grace  ; 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace  ; 
Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfil, 
And  arm  him  to  obey  thy  will. 

Baptism. 

789.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  GRACIOUS  Saviour,  we  adore  thee  ; 

Purchased  by  thy  precious  blood, 
We  present  ourselves  before  thee, 
Now  to  walk  the  narrow  road  ; 

Saviour,  guide  us  ; 
Guide  us  to  our  heavenly  home. 

2  Thou  didst  mark  our  path  of  duty  ; 

Thou  wast  laid  beneath  the  wave  ; 
Thou  didst  rise  in  glorious  beauty 
From  the  semblance  of  the  grave  ; 

May  we  follow 
In  the  same  delightful  way. 
477 


THE    CHURCH. 

790.    s.  m. 

1  COME  and  behold  the  place 

Where  once  your  Saviour  lay  ; 
Confess  that  he  is  Lord  of  all, 
And  humble  homage  pay. 

2  Laid  in  the  wat'ry  grave, 

He  quickly  rose  again  ; 
Buried  with  him,  we  too  shall  rise, 
And  endless  life  obtain. 

3  Now  may  the  Spirit  crown 

With  tokens  of  his  grace, 
The  solemn  service  of  this  day, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 


791.    c.  p.  m. 

1  SALEM'S  great  King,  Jesus  by  name, 
In  ancient  time  to  Jordan  came, 

All  righteousness  to  fill ; 
'T  was  there  the  ancient  baptist  stood, 
Whose  name  was  John,  a  man  of  God, 

To  do  his  Master's  will. 

2  Down  in  old  Jordan's  rolling  stream, 
The  baptist  led  the  holy  Lamb, 

And  there  did  him  baptize  ; 
Jehovah  saw  his  darling  Son, 
And  was  well  pleased  with  what  he  'd  done, 

And  owned  him  from  the  skies. 

3  This  is  my  Son,  Jehovah  cries  ; 
On  him  to  rest  the  Spirit  flies  : 

0  children,  hear  ye  him  ! 

478 


THE   CHURCH. 

Hark  !   't  is  his  voice  ;  behold  he  cries, 
Repent,  believe,  and  be  baptized, 
And  wash  away  your  sin  ! 

Come,  children,  come  ;  his  voice  obey  ; 
Salem's  bright  King  has  marked  the  way, 

And  has  a  crown  prepared  ; 
0  then  arise  and  give  consent, 
Walk  in  the  way  that  Jesus  went, 

And  have  the  great  reward  ! 


792.    cm. 

1  "  I  COME,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 

"  To  do  thy  will,  0  Lord  !  " 
At  Jordan's  flood,  behold,  he  seals 
The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  "  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 

All  righteousness,"  he  said  ; 
He  spake  obedient,  and  beneath 
The  yielding  wave  was  laid. 

3  Hark !  a  glad  voice  ;  the  Father  speaks 

From  heaven's  exalted  height  : 
"This  is  my  Son,  my  well-beloved, 
My  joy,  my  chief  delight." 


793.    l.  m. 

COMB,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine  ! 
On  these  baptismal  waters  shine, 
And  teach  our  hearts,  in  highest  strain, 
To  praise  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain. 
479 


THE    CHURCH. 

2  We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause  ; 

We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain! 

3  "We  plunge  beneath  thy  mystic  flood  ; 
0  plunge  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood  ! 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave 
With  thee,  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

4  And  as  we  rise,  with  thee  to  live, 
0,  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 

The  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love  ! 


794.    c.  m. 

1  THUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plunged 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood  ; 
To  show  he  must  be  soon  baptized 
In  tears,  and  sweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  sacred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave  ; 
Thus  was  his  sacred  body  raised 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

3  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey  ; 

In  thine  own  footsteps  tread  ; 
Would  die,  be  buried,  rise  with  thee, 
Our  ever-living  Head. 

4  We  look  to  thee,  our  Saviour  dear  ; 

Bless  us  with  power  divine  : 
We  would  show  forth  thy  glory  here, 
And  be  forever  thine. 
480 


THE    CHURCH. 

795.    c.  m. 

1  BURIED  beneath  the  yielding  wave, 

The  dear  Redeemer  lies  ; 
Faith  views  him  in  the  wat'ry  grave, 
And  thence  beholds  him  rise. 

2  Thus  it  becomes  his  saints  to-day 

Their  ardent  zeal  t'  express  ; 
And  in  the  Lord's  appointed  way 
Fulfil  all  righteousness. 

3  "With  joy  we  in  his  footsteps  tread, 

And  would  his  cause  maintain  ; 
Like  him  be  numbered  with  the  dead, 
And  with  him  rise  and  reign. 

4  His  presence  oft  revives  our  hearts, 

And  drives  our  fears  away  ; 
When  he  commands,  and  strength  imparts 
We  cheerfully  obey. 

5  Now  we,  dear  Jesus,  would  to  thee 

Our  grateful  voices  raise  ; 
Washed  in  the  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Our  lives  shall  all  be  praise. 

796.    l.  m. 

1  YE  humble  worshippers  of  God, 
Redeemed  and  saved  by  Jesus'  blood, 
His  sacred  steps  with  care  explore, 
And  choose  the  path  he  trod  before. 

2  Inspired  with  zeal  he  meekly  came 
To  Jordan's  highly  honored  stream, 
And  there  a  bright  example  gave, 
Immersed  beneath  the  flowing  wave. 

31  481 


THE    CHURCH. 


3  The  swelling  billows  round  him  rise, 
Fit  emblem  of  his  agonies  ; 
His  death  and  resurrection  too 
Are  here  exhibited  to  view. 


797.    cm. 

1  HOW  calmly  wakes  the  hallowed  dawn  ! 

How  tranquil  earth's  repose  ! 
Meet  emblem  of  the  Sabbath  morn 
When,  early,  Jesus  rose. 

2  How  fair,  along  the  rippling  wave, 

The  radiant  light  is  cast ! 
A  symbol  of  the  mystic  grave 

Through  which  the  Saviour  passed. 

3  Around  this  scene  of  sacred  love 

The  peace  of  heaven  is  shed  ; 
So  came  the  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  on  Jesus'  head. 

4  Lord,  meet  us  in  this  path  of  thine  ; 

We  come  thy  right  to  seal ; 
Move  o'er  the  waters,  Dove  divine, 
And  all  thy  grace  reveal. 

798.      8s&7s. 

1  HUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation 

Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 
Hear  the  voice  of  revelation  : 
Tread  tho  path  that  Jesus  trod. 

2  Hear  the  blest  Kedeemer  call  you, 

Listen  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice. 
482 


THE    CHURCH. 


3  Jesus  says,  Let  each  believer 

Be  baptized  in  my  name  : 
He  himself  in  Jordan's  river 

"Was  immersed  beneath  the  stream. 

4  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay, 
Gladly  his  command  embracing  ; 
Lo,  your  Captain  leads  the  way  ! 


799.    cm. 

1  0  LORD,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  love 

Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 
Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 

2  Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endured, 

And  all  its  shame  despised  ? 
And  shall  I  be  ashamed,  0  Lord, 
"With  thee  to  be  baptized  ? 

3  Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood  ? 
And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed, 
That 's  worthy  of  my  God  ? 

4  0  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 

Reproves  my  cold  delays  ; 
And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

800.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  THOU  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus, 

"  Take  thy  cross  and  follow  me;" 
Shall  the  word  with  terror  seize  us? 
483 


THE    CHURCH. 

Shall  we  from  the  burden  flee  ? 

Lord,  I  '11  take  it, 
And  rejoicing,  follow  thee. 

2  While  this  liquid  tomb  surveying, 

Emblem  of  my  Saviour's  grave, 
Shall  I  shun  its  brink,  betraying 
Feelings  worthy  of  a  slave  ? 

No  !  I  '11  enter  : 
Jesus  entered  Jordan's  wave. 

3  Blest  the  sign  which  thus  reminds  me, 

Saviour,  of  thy  love  for  me  ; 
But  more  blest  the  love  that  binds  me 
In  its  deathless  bonds  to  thee  : 

0,  what  pleasure, 
Buried  with  my  Lord  to  be  ! 

4  Should  it  rend  some  fond  connection, 

Should  I  suffer  shame  or  loss, 

Yet  the  fragrant,  blest  reflection, 

I  have  been  where  Jesus  was, 

"Will  revive  me 
When  I  faint  beneath  the  cross. 

5  Fellowship  with  him  possessing, 

Let  me  die  to  earth  and  sin  ; 
Let  me  rise  t'  enjoy  the  blessing 
Which  the  faithful  soul  shall  win  : 

May  I  ever 
Follow  where  my  Lord  has  been. 


801.     H.  M. 

DESCEND,  celestial  Dove, 

And  make  thy  presence  known  ; 

Reveal  our  Saviour's  love, 
And  seal  us  for  thine  own  : 


Unblest  by  thee, 
Our  works  are  vain  ; 

484 


Xor  can  we  e'er 
Acceptance  gain. 


THE   CHURCH. 


2  The  holy  Son  of  God, 

The  sovereign  Prince  of  light, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood 
Received  the  holy  rite 


In  open  view 

Thy  form  came  down. 


And,  dove-like,  flew, 
The  Kino;  to  crown. 


3  Continue  still  to  shine, 
And  fill  us  with  thy  fire 
This  ordinance  is  thine  ; 
Do  thou  our  souls  inspire 


Thou  wilt  attend 


Till  time  shall  end,' 


On  all  thy  sons  :  Thy  promise  runs. 

802.    o.  m. 

1  LET  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove  ; 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 


803.    l.  m. 

SEE  how  the  willing  converts  trace 
The  path  their  great  Redeemer  trod  ; 

And  follow  through  his  liquid  grave, 
The  meek,  the  lowly  Son  of  God  ! 

485 


THE    CHURCH. 

2  Here  they  renounce  their  former  deeds, 

And  to  a  heavenly  life  aspire  ; 
Their  rags  for  glorious  robes  exchanged, 
They  shine  in  clean  and  bright  attire. 

3  0  sacred  rite  !  by  thee  to  own 

The  name  of  Jesus  we  begin  ; 
This  is  our  resurrection  pledge, 
Pledge  of  the  pardon  of  our  sin. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  be  given, 

Who  shows  his  grace  to  sinful  men  ; 
Let  saints  on  earth,  and  hosts  in  heaven, 
In  concert  join  their  loud  Amen. 

804.    s.  m. 

1  WITH  willing  hearts  we  tread 

The  path  the  Saviour  trod  ; 
We  love  th'  example  of  our  Head, 
The  glorious  Lamb  of  God. 

2  On  thee,  on  thee  alone, 

Our  hope  and  faith  rely, 
0  thou  who  didst  for  sin  atone, 
Who  didst  for  sinners  die  ! 

3  We  trust  thy  sacrifice  ; 

To  thy  dear  cross  we  flee  ; 

0,  may  we  die  to  sin,  and  rise 

To  life  and  bliss  in  thee  ! 


805.    s.  m. 

SAYIOUR,  thy  law  we  love, 
Thy  pure  example  bless, 

And  with  a  firm,  unwav'ring  zeal 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 
486 


THE   CHURCH. 

2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 

By  which  the  martyrs  bled  ; 
Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favored  feet  are  led  ; 

3  But,  at  this  peaceful  tide, 

Assembled  in  thy  fear, 
The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
We  humbly  offer  here. 

806.    l.  m. 

1  BLEST  Saviour,  we  thy  will  obey  ; 

Not  of  constraint,  but  with  delight, 
Thy  servants  hither  come  to-day, 
To  honor  thine  appointed  rite. 

2  Descend,  descend,  celestial  Dove, 

On  these  dear  followers  of  the  Lord  ; 
Exalted  Head  of  all  the  church, 
Thy  promised  aid  to  them  afford. 

3  Let  faith,  assisted  now  by  signs, 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  explore  ; 
And,  washed  in  thy  redeeming  blood, 
Let  them  depart,  and  sin  no  more. 


Admission. 

807.    c.  m. 

1  COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord  ! 

Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou  ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord, 
Our  friend,  our  brother,  now. 

2  The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 

Of  love,  we  offer  thee  ; 
487 


THE   CHURCH. 

Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  part 
With  lies  and  vanity. 

3  The  cup  of  blessing  which  we  bless, 

The  heavenly  bread  we  break, 
Our  Saviour's  blood  and  righteousness, 
Freely  with  us  partake. 

4  In  weal  or  woe,  in  joy  or  care, 

Thy  portion  shall  be  ours  ; 
Christians  their  mutual  burdens  bear, 
They  lend  their  mutual  powers. 

5  Come  with  us,  we  will  do  thee  good, 

As  God  to  us  hath  done  ; 
Stand  but  in  him,  as  those  have  stood 
Whose  faith  the  victory  won. 


808.    l.  m. 

1  BRETHREN  in  Christ,  and  well  beloved, 

To  Jesus  and  his  servants  dear, 
Enter,  and  show  yourselves  approved  ; 
Enter,  and  find  that  God  is  here. 

2  Welcome  from  earth  ;  lo,  the  right  hand 

Of  fellowship  to  you  we  give ! 
With  open  hearts  and  hands  we  stand, 
And  you  in  Jesus'  name  receive. 

3  Jesus,  attend  ;  thyself  reveal ; 

Are  we  not  met  in  thy  great  name  ? 
Thee  in  the  midst  we  wait  to  feel  ; 
We  wait  to  catch  the  spreading  flame. 

4  Truly  our  fellowship  below 

With  thee  and  with  the  Father  is; 


THE    CHURCH. 


In  thee  eternal  life  we  know, 
And  heaven's  unutterable  bliss. 

5  Though  but  in  part  we  know  thee  here, 
We  wait  thy  coming  from  above  ; 
And  we  shall  then  behold  thee  near', 
And  be  forever  lost  in  love. 

809.    l.  m. 

1  LORD,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Who  crown 'st  the  gospel  with  success  ; 
{subjecting  rebels  to  thy  yoke, 

And  bringing  to  the  fold  thy  flock. 

2  May  those  who  have  thy  truth  confessed, 
As  their  own  faith,  and  hope,  and  rest,  ' 
From  day  to  day  still  more  increase, 

In  faith,  in  love,  and  holiness. 

3  As  living  members  may  they  share 
The  joys  and  griefs  which  others  bear, 
And  active  in  their  stations  prove, 

In  all  the  offices  of  love. 

4  From  all  temptations  now  defend, 
And  keep  them  steadfast  to  the  end  ; 
While  in  thy  house  they  still  improve, 
Until  they  join  the  church  above. 


810.    cm. 

YE  men  and  angels,  witness  now  ; 

Before  the  Lord  we  speak  ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 

A  vow  we  dare  not  break  ; 

489 


THE    CHURCH. 

2  That,  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  "We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely  ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 
All  needful  aid  supply. 

4  0,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways  ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers. 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise  ! 


811.      L.  M. 

1  KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 

A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us. 

4  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We  '11  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore, 
And  long  to  see  the  glorious  day 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
490 


THE   CHURCH. 


812.      L.M. 


1  BELIEVING  souls,  of  Christ  beloved, 

Who  have  yourselves  to  him  resigned, 
Your  faith  and  practice,  both  approved, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  shall  find. 

2  Now  saved  from  sins  and  Satan's  wiles, 

Though  by  a  scorning  world  abhorred, 
Now  share  with  us  the  Saviour's  smiles  ; 
Come  in,  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord  ! 

3  In  fellowship  we  join  our  hands, 

And  you  an  invitation  give  ; 
Unite  with  us  in  sacred  bands  \ 
The  pledges  of  our  love  receive. 


Lord's  Supper. 

813.      L.  M. 

1  'T  WAS  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night, 

When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes. 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blest,  and  break  ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin  ; 

Receive,  and  eat  the  living  food  ;  " 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  blest  the  wine, 
"  'T  is  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood/' 

4  "  In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  Lord, 

Do  this,"  he  said,  "  till  time  shall  end  ; 
491 


THE   CHURCH. 

Meet  at  my  table  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Friend." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 


814.    c.  m. 

1  FATHER,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 

To  see  thy  glories  shine  ; 
The  Lord  will  his  own  table  bless, 
And  make  the  feast  divine. 

2  "We  touch,  we  taste  the  heavenly  bread, 

We  drink  the  sacred  cup  ; 
With  outward  forms  our  sense  is  fed  ; 
Our  souls  rejoice  in  hope. 

3  We  shall  appear  before  the  throne 

Of  our  forgiving  God, 
Dressed  in  the  garments  of  his  Son, 
And  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 


815.    c.  m. 

1  SITTING  around  our  Father's  board, 

We  raise  our  tuneful  breath  ; 

Our  faith  beholds  her  dying  Lord, 

And  dooms  our  sins  to  death. 

2  We  see  the  blood  of  Jesus  shed, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rise  ; 
The  sinner  views  th'  atonement  made, 
And  loves  the  sacrifice. 
192 


THE   CHURCH. 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  shameful  cross, 

Procure  us  heavenly  crowns  ; 
Our  highest  gain  springs  from  thy  loss  ; 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 

4  0,  'tis  impossible  that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  suff 'rings  bear  for  thee, 
Or  equal  thanks  repay. 

816.      L.M. 

1  NOW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
When  he  complained,  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 

2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads,  and  laughed  in  scorn  ; 
"  He  rescued  others  from  the  grave, 
Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save. 

3  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend  ; 
If  God  the  blessed  loved  him  so, 
Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now? " 

4  Barbaric  people  !  cruel  priests  ! 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts  ; 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power  ! 

5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry  , 
liaised  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high  ; 

493 


THE    CHURCH. 

The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

817.   cm. 

1  HOW  condescending  and  how  kind 

"Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  mis'ry  reached  his  heavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne  ; 
There  's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows 
But  costs  his  heart  a  groan. 

3  This  was  compassion  like  a  God, 

That,  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

4  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great ; 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  let  his  saints  forget. 

5  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record  ; 
And  with  our  joy  for  pardoned  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  pierced  the  Lord. 

818.     L.M. 

1  OURS  is  a  rich  and  royal  feast, 

Provided  by  the  King  of  heaven  ; 
How  privileged  are  they  and  blest, 
To  whom  the  bread  of  life  is  given  ! 

2  In  sacred  fellowship  we  meet, 

To  celebrate  our  Saviour's  death  ; 
494 


THE    CHURCH. 

His  blood  we  drink,  his  flesh  we  eat, 
And  feed  on  him  by  living  faith. 

3  We  worship  him  who  bore  the  cross  ; 

We  glory  in  his  death  alone  ; 
The  world  itself  appears  but  loss 

To  those  to  whom  his  name  is  known. 

4  The  blood  he  shed  supplies  a  stream 

That  washes  all  our  guilt  away  ; 
How  precious,  then,  the  Lord  should  seem, 
Whose  death  we  celebrate  to-day  ! 

819.  c.  m. 

1  THOU  great  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

We  love  to  hear  of  thee  ; 
No  music  's  like  thy  precious  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

2  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay  ; 
We  '11  sing  our  Jesus'  blessed  name, 
When  all  things  else  decay. 

3  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  thy  favored  throng, 
Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 
And  Christ  shall  be  our  sons;. 

820.  l.  m. 

1  OFT  we,  alas,  forget  the  love 

Of  him  who  bought  us  with  his  blood  ; 
Who  now,  as  our  High  Priest  above, 
E'er  intercedes  for  us  with  God. 

2  Oft  we  forget  the  woe,  the  pain, 

The  bloody  sweat,  th'  accursed  tree, 
The  wrath  his  soul  did  once  sustain, 
From  sin  and  death  to  set  us  free. 
495 


THE    CHURCH. 

3  Oft  we  forget  that,  strangers  here, 

This  world  is  not  our  rest  or  home  ; 
That,  waiting  till  our  Lord  appear, 

Our  hearts  should  cry,  "  Come,  Saviour,  come !  " 

4  Oft  we  forget  that  we  are  one 

With  every  saint  that  loves  his  name  ; 
United  to  him  on  the  throne  ; 
Our  life,  our  hope,  our  Lord,  the  same. 

5  0,  then,  what  love  is  here  displayed, 

That  Jesus  did  this  feast  provide 
The  very  night  he  was  betrayed, 
The  very  night  before  he  died  ! 

6  Here,  in  the  broken  bread  and  wine, 

We  hear  him  say,  "  Remember  me  ! 
I  gave  my  life  to  ransom  thine, 
I  bore  thy  curse  to  set  thee  free." 

821.  S.  M. 

1  WHILE  we  remember  thee, 

Lord,  in  our  midst  appear  ; 
Let  each  by  faith  thy  body  see, 
While  we  assemble  here. 

2  0 ,  let  thy  love  constrain 

Our  souls  to  cleave  to  thee  ; 
And  ever  in  our  hearts  remain 
Those  words,  "  Remember  me." 

822.  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  BREAKING  bread  in  love  together, 
As  our  Master  bid  us  do, 
We  have  joy  and  profit,  whether 
Men  approve  the  deed  or  no  ; 

Sweet  the  seasons, 
When  our  Saviour  meets  us  so. 
496 


THE   CHURCH. 

Love  is  cherished  and  augmented, 
While  we  keep  our  Saviour's  laws  ; 

And  his  people  are  contented 
To  forego  the  world's  applause  : 

Should  they  suffer, 
Pain  is  sweet  in  such  a  cause. 

Saviour,  hear  thy  people  praying, 
Hear  us  from  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 

O,  be  here,  thy  love  displaying  ! 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  face  ; 

"1  is  thy  presence 
Renders  sacred  every  plaoe. 


&2o .    7s. 

1  COMING  Saviour,  now  in  faith, 
We  remember  still  thy  death  ; 
Thou  wast  broken,  thou  hast  died, 
For  us  thou  wast  crucified. 

2  While  in  faith  we  drink  the  wine, 
Of  thy  blood  we  see  the  sign  ; 
Wash  us  pure  from  every  stain, 
Thou  that  comest  soon  to  reign. 

3  Lord,  Ave  thus  remember  thee  ; 
But  we  long  thy  face  to  see, 
Long  to  reach  our  heavenly  home  ; 

"  Come,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come  !  " 

4  Quickly  thou  thyself  wilt  come  ; 
Thou  wilt  raise  us  to  thy  throne, 
And  thy  glories  here  display 
Through  the  never-ending  day. 
32  497 


THE    CHURCH. 

824.   7.. 

1  MEETING  in  the  Saviour's  name, 

Breaking  bread  by  his  command, 
To  the  world  we  thus  proclaim, 

On  what  ground  we  hope  to  stand, 
When  the  Lord  shall  come  with  clouds, 
Joined  by  heaven's  exulting  crowds. 

2  Sing  we  then  of  him  who  died  ; 

Sing  of  him  who  rose  again  ; 
By  him  we  are  justified, 

And  with  him  we  hope  to  reign  ; 
Soon  we  hope  to  see  our  Lord, 
And  to  share  his  bright  reward. 

825.  s.  m. 

6  JESUS  invites  his  saints 

To  meet  around  his  board  ; 
Here  pardoned  sinners  meet  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  Here  we  survey  that  love 

Which  spoke  in  every  breath  : 
Which  crowned  each  action  of  his  life, 
And  triumphed  in  his  death. 

3  Here  let  our  powers  unite 

His  glorious  name  to  raise  ; 
And  holy  joy  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

826.  cm. 

1  YE  foll'wers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Who  round  his  table  draw, 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 
498 


THE   CHURCH. 

2  The  love  which  all  his  bosom  filled 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught, 
Inspired  by  love  he  died. 

3  Let  all  the  sacred  law  fulfil ; 

Like  his  be  every  mind  ; 
Be  every  temper  formed  by  love, 
And  every  action  kind. 

4  Let  none  who  call  themselves  his  friends 

Disgrace  the  honored  name  ; 

But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 

The  title  which  they  claim. 


827.    cm. 

1  COME,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens  prove, 

Fitted  by  heavenly  art, 
As  channels  to  convey  thy  love 
To  every  faithful  heart. 

2  The  living  bread,  sent  down  from  heaven, 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be  ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 
And  all  may  live  by  thee. 

3  Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow, 

And  let  us  drink  thy  blood, 
Till  all  our  souls  are  filled,  below, 
With  all  the  life  of  God. 

4  Determined  nothing  else  to  know 

But  Jesus  crucified, 
We  will  not  from  our  Jesus  go, 
Or  leave  his  wounded  side. 
499 


THE    CHURCH. 

828.  s.  m. 

1  WITH  Jesus  in  our  midst 

We  gather  round  the  board  ; 
Though  niauy,  wo  are  one  in  Christ, 
One  body  in  the  Lord. 

2  Our  sins  were  laid  on  him 

When  bruised  on  Calvary  ; 
For  us  he  died  and  rose  again, 
A  pledge  of  victory. 

3  Faith  eats  the  bread  of  life, 

And  drinks  the  living  wine  ; 
Thus  we,  in  love  together  knit, 
On  Jesus'  breast  recline. 

4  Soon  shall  the  night  be  gone, 

And  we  with  Jesus  reign  ; 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb 
Shall  banish  every  pain. 

829.  cm. 

1  THE  blest  memorials  of  thy  grief, 

Thy  suff 'rings  and  thy  death, 

We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive ; 

But  would  receive  with  faith. 

2  The  tokens  sent  us  to  relieve 

Our  spirits  when  they  droop, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive  ; 
But  would  receive  with  hope. 

3  The  pledges  thou  wast  pleased  to  leave, 

Our  mournful  minds  to  move, 
We  come,  dear  Saviour,  to  receive  ; 
But  would  receive  with  love. 
500 


THE   CHURCH. 

4  Here,  in  obedience  to  thy  word, 

We  take  the  bread  and  wine  ; 
The  utmost  we  can  do,  dear  Lord, 
For  all  beyond  is  thine. 

5  Increase  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 

Lord,  give  us  every  good  ; 
We  would  thy  fall  salvation  prove, 
And  share  thy  flesh  and  blood. 

830.     8s  &  7s. 

1  BRETHREN,  come,  our  Saviour  bids  us, 

Bids  us  to  a  feast  of  love  ; 
Bless  the  Lord,  whose  bounty  feeds  us 

With  provisions  from  above  ; 
Ye,  for  whom  his  life  was  given, 
Come,  and  eat  the  bread  of  heaven. 

2  Let  us  think  of  him  who  bought  us  ; 

'T  is  the  Saviour's  own  command  ; 
When  we  wandered,  Jesus  sought  us, 

Now  he  leads  us  by  the  hand  ; 
Now  he  gives  us  hope,  and  says, 
We  shall  sing  his  endless  praise. 

3  0,  how  much  his  people  owe  him  ! 

0,  what  love  our  Lord  has  shown  ! 
Well  we  may  surrender  to  him 

Ail  that  once  we  called  our  own ; 
Lord,  we  give  ourselves  to  thee, 
Thou  our  Guide,  our  Master  be. 

831.   cm. 

1  ACCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 
In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 
501 


TIIE   CHURCH. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  "When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee  ! 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ! 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
"Will  I  remember  thee. 


832.    cm. 

1  LET  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires 

Be  banished  from  the  heart, 
The  Saviour's  love  fill  every  breast, 
And  light  and  life  impart. 

2  He  knew  how  frail  our  nature  is, 

Our  souls  how  apt  to  stray, 
How  much  we  need  his  gracious  help 
To  keep  us  in  the  way. 

3  These  faithful  pledges  of  his  love 

His  mercy  did  ordain, 
To  bring  refreshment  to  our  souls, 
And  faith  and  hope  sustain. 
502 


THE   CHURCH. 

4  Since  such  his  condescending  grac8, 

Let  us,  with  hearts  sincere, 
Obedient  to  his  holy  will, 
His  table  now  draw  near. 

5  And  while  we  join  to  celebrate 

The  sufFrings  of  our  Lord, 
May  we  receive  new  grace  and  power 
T'  obey  his  holy  word. 


833.    c.  m. 

1  REMEMBER  thee,  redeeming  Lord  ! 

While  mem'ry  holds  her  place 
Can  we  forget  the  Prince  of  life, 
Who  saves  us  by  his  grace  ? 

2  The  Lord  of  life,  with  glory  crowned, 

On  heaven's  exalted  throne, 
Remembers  those  for  whom,  on  earth, 
He  heaved  his  dying  groan. 

3  His  glory  now  no  tongue  of  man 

Or  seraph  bright  can  tell ; 
Yet  't  is  the  chief  of  all  his  joys 
That  souls  are  saved  from  hell. 

4  For  this  he  came  and  dwelt  on  earth  ; 

For  this  his  life  was  given  ; 
For  this  he  fought  and  vanquished  death  ; 
For  this  he  pleads  in  heaven. 

5  Join,  all  ye  saints  beneath  the  sky, 

Your  grateful  praise  to  give  ; 
Sing  loud  hosannas  to  the  Lord, 
Who  died  that  you  might  live. 
503 


THE   CHURCH. 

834.      L.  M. 

1  DEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul ! 

2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
AVhile  hosts  of  hell,  and  powers  of  death, 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice,  join 

To  execute  their  cursed  design. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atoned  for  sins  that  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restored  ; 

His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

5  0,  for  his  sake  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live  i 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 

835.    l.  m. 

1  AT  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 

Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 

And  trusts  for  life  in  one  that  died 
"We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 
504 


THE   CHURCH. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 

And  fling  their  scandals  on  thy  cause  ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb  ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rao-e, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 


836.      C.  M. 

1  IF  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  : 

2  0,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  endless  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  panels  he  would  not  flee, 

What  love  his  latest  words  displayed  ! 

"  Meet,  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

The  griefs  which  thou  didst  bear  ! 

0  mem'ry,  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there  ! 

837.    7s. 

1  BREAD  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed  ; 

Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  bread  ! 
505 


THE    CHURCII. 

2  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

Lord,  thy  "wounds  our  healing  give  ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  -with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died  ; 
Lord  of  life,  0,  let  us  be 
Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee  ! 


838.    s.  m. 

1  COME,  gracious  Saviour,  come, 

Let  thy  glad  beams  arise  ; 
Dispel  all  sorrows  from  our  minds, 
And  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Forgive  us  every  sin  ; 

For  here  we  see  thy  blood  ; 
The  wonders  of  thy  grace  reveal , 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith, 

And  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'T  is  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

And  sanctify  the  soul  ; 
The  Holy  Spirit  to  impart, 
And  re-create  the  whole. 

5  Dwell  in  each  humble  heart ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  : 
Then  shall  we  pray  and  praise  and  love 
Our  Father,  Lord,  and  thee. 
506 


TIIE    CHURCH. 

839.  c.  m. 

1  AND  are  we  now  brought  near  to  God, 

"Who  once  at  distance  stood  ? 
And,  to  effect  this  glorious  change, 
Did  Jesus  shed  his  blood  ? 

2  0  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise, 

To  bear  our  souls  above  ! 
What  should  allay  our  lively  hope, 
Or  damp  our  flaming  love  ? 

3  Then  let  us  join  the  heavenly  choirs, 

To  praise  our  heavenly  King  : 
0,  may  that  love,  which  spread  this  board, 
Inspire  us  while  we  sing  — 

4  "  Glory  to  God  in  highest  strains, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good-will  from  heaven  to  men  is  come, 
And  let  it  never  cease  !  ' ' 

840.  l.m. 

1  THY  broken  body,  gracious  Lord, 

Is  shadowed  by  this  broken  bread  ; 
The  wine  which  in  this  cup  is  poured 

Points  to  the  blood  which  thou  hast  shed. 

2  And  while  we  meet  together  thus, 

We  show  that  we  are  one  in  thee  ; 
Thy  precious  blood  was  shed  for  us, 
Thy  death,  0  Lord,  has  set  us  free. 

3  Brethren  in  thee,  in  union  sweet, 

Forever  be  thy  grace  adored  ; 
'T  is  in  thy  name  that  now  we  meet, 

And  know  thou  'rt  with  us,  gracious  Lord  ! 
507 


THE   CHURCH. 


We  have  one  hope,  that  thou  wilt  come  ; 

Thee  in  the  air  we  wait  to  see  ; 
When  thou  wilt  take  thy  people  home, 

And  we  shall  ever  reign  with  thee. 


841.      L.M.  61. 

1  ON  that  sad,  memorable  night, 

When  Jesus  was  for  us  betrayed, 
He  left  his  death-recording  rite  : 

He  took,  and  blest,  and  break  the  bread  ; 
And  gave  his  own  their  last  bequest, 
And  thus  his  love's  intent  expressed  :  — 

2  "  Take,  eat,  this  is  my  body,  given 

To  purchase  life  and  peace  for  you , 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven  ; 

Do  this,  my  dying  love  to  show  ; 
Accept  my  precious  legacy, 
And  thus,  my  friends,  remember  me." 

3  He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup, 

To  crown  the  sacramental  feast, 
And,  full  of  kind  concern,  looked  up, 

And  gave  to  them  what  he  had  blest  : 
And,  "  Drink  ye  all  of  this,"  he  said, 
"  In  solemn  mem'ry  of  the  dead. 

4  This  is  my  blood,  which  seals  the  new, 

Eternal  cov'nant  of  my  grace  ; 
My  blood,  so  freely  shed  for  you, 

For  you  and  all  the  sinful  race  ; 
My  blood,  that  speaks  your  sins  forgiven, 
And  justifies  your  claim  to  heaven." 
508 


'THE    CHURCH. 

842.    7s.' 

1  JESUS,  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Magnify  thy  dying  word  ; 
In  thine  ordinance  appear  ; 
Come,  and  meet  thy  foll'wers  here. 

2  In  the  rite  thou  hast  enjoined 
Let  us  now  our  Saviour  find  ; 
Drink  thy  blood,  for  sinners  shed, 
Taste  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare  ; 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare  ; 
Thou,  that  hast  for  sinners  died, 
Show  thyself  the  Crucified  ! 

4  All  the  power  of  sin  remove  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love  ; 
Stamp  us  with  the  stamp  divine  ; 
Seal  our  souls  forever  thine. 

843.    8s&7s. 

1  FROM  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head  ! 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear  ; 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 
His  commands  may  we  revere  ! 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing  ; 

Peace  from  God  through  endless  day  ! 
509 


THE    CHURCH. 

Fellowsliip. 

844.    l.  m. 

1  HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  faith,  whose  hopes,  whose  joys  are  one  ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  ardent  love  !  what  tender  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  fire  of  grace  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

3  Their  hearts  with  mutual  sorrows  melt 
For  human  woe  and  human  guilt ; 
Their  fervent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mino-lino;  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  With  eager  step  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  ; 
Join  with  one  heart  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  thankful  hymns  together  raise. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

The  source  of  peace,  the  fount  of  love, 

Thy  blessed  unction  now  impart  ; 

With  Christian  friendship  fill  each  heart. 

845.       C.  M. 

1  SWEET  is  the  love  that  mutual  glows 

Within  each  brother's  breast, 
And  binds  in  gentlest  bonds  each  heart. 
All  blessing  and  all  blessed. 

2  Sweet  as  the  od'rous  balsam  poured 

On  Aaron's  sacred  head. 
510 


THE    CHURCH. 

Which  o'er  his  beard,  and  down  hi3  vest, 
A  breathing  fragrance  shed. 

3  Like  morning  dews,  on  Zion's  mount 

That  spread  their  silver  rays, 
And  deck  with  gems  the  verdant  pomp 
That  Hermon's  top  displays. 

4  To  such  the  Lord  of  life  and  love 

His  blessing  shall  extend  ; 
On  earth  a  life  of  joy  and  peace, 
A  life  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

846.   7s. 

1  JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee  ; 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear  ; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

2  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  both  in  thought  and  word  ; 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

3  Let  us  for  each  other  care  ; 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear  ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  ; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

4  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  still  in  God  abide  ; 

May  our  daily  life  express 
Constant  love  and  holiness  ! 

847.    c.  m. 

1  TRY  us,  0  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart ! 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
0,  bid  it  all  depart ! 
511 


THE   CHURCH. 

2  If  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 

Leave  us  not  comfortless  ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear  ; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care  ! 

4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up  ; 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

848.    c.  m. 

1  JESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 

And  each  to  each  endeared, 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  easy  yoke  ; 
A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink  ; 

Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 

4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree, 
And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee,  inseparably  joined, 

Let  all  our  spirits  cleave  ; 
0,  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 
That  was  in  thee  receive  ! 
512 


THE    CHURCH. 

849.    c.  m. 

1  OUR  God  is  love  ;  and  all  his  saints 

His  image  bear  below  ; 
The  heart  with  love  to  God  inspired, 
With  love  to  man  will  glow. 

2  None  who  are  truly  born  of  God 

Can  live  in  enmity  ; 
Then  may  we  love  each  other,  Lord, 
As  we  are  loved  by  thee. 

3  Heirs  of  the  same  immortal  bliss, 

Our  hopes  and  fears  the  same, 
With  bond  of  love  our  hearts  unite, 
With  mutual  love  inflame. 

4  So  may  the  unbelieving  world 

See  how  true  Christians  love, 
And  glorify  our  Saviour's  grace, 
And  seek  that  grace  to  prove. 

850.    8s. 

1  FROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 

That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  ? 
It  fastens  our  souls  in  such  ties 
That  nature  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  paradise  lost ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  Why  then  so  unwilling  to  part| 

Since  we  shall  ere  long  meet  again  ? 
Engraved  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 
33  513 


THE   CHURCH. 

4  And  when  we  shall  see  the  bright  day, 

When  Jesus  descends  from  above, 
And  angels  his  glory  display, 
"We  then  to  his  kingdom  remove. 

5  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 

And  all  his  rich  glory  shall  see  ; 
Then  sing  Hallelujah,  Amen  ! 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be  ! 


851.      L.  M. 

1  WHILE  in  the  world  we  still  remain, 
We  only  meet  to  part  again  ; 

But,  when  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  The  hope  that  we  should  see  that  day 
Should  chase  our  present  griefs  away  ; 
A  few  short  years  of  conflict  past, 
We  meet  around  the  throne  at  last. 

3  Then  let  us  here  improve  the  hours, 
Improve  them  to  a  Saviour's  praise  ; 
To  him  with  zeal  devote  our  powers, 
And  run  with  joy  in  wisdom's  ways. 

4  Let  all  our  meetings  now  be  made 
Subservient  to  each  other's  good  ; 
For  worldly  joys  must  quickly  fade, 
Nor  can  they  yield  substantial  food. 

5  Whene'er  required  to  part  from  those 
With  whom  the  truth  unites  us  here, ' 
We  '11  call  to  mind  the  joyful  close, 
When  Christ,  the  Saviour,  will  appear. 

514 


THE    CHURCH. 

6  Then  shall  the  saints  all  meet  again, 
For  so  the  word  of  promise  says, 
With  him  forever  to  remain, 
And  sing  his  everlasting  praise. 

852.      7a. 

1  GREAT  the  joy  when  Christians  meet 
Christian  fellowship  how  sweet, 
When,  their  theme  of  praise  the  same, 
They  exalt  Jehovah's  name  ! 

2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move  : 
He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
Loved  the  world,  and  gave  his  Son. 

3  Sing  the  Son's  amazing  love  ; 
How  he  left  the  realms  above, 
Took  our  nature  and  our  place, 
Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race  ! 

853.    7s. 

1  CHRISTIANS,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 

Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore  ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

854.    p.  m. 

1  WHEN  shall  we  meet  again, 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 
Round  us  forever  ? 
515 


THE    CHURCH. 

Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes, 
Never,  —  no,  never  ! 

Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour  ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  forever  ! 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never,  —  no,  never  ! 

Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ; 
Soon  shall  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ; 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  fears  or  woes  ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 

Never,  —  no,  never  ! 


855.    c.  m. 

1  HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  his  word  ! 

2  0,  may  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ! 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart ! 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride  ; 

Our  wishes  fix  above  ; 
516 


THE  CHURCH. 

May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flow, 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 


856.      S.  M. 

1  BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ! 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes  ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 
517 


THE   CHTRCH. 

857.     8s,  7s&4s. 

1  BRETHREN,  let  us  walk  together 

In  the  bonds  of  love  and  peace  ; 
Can  it  be  a  question  whether 

Brethren  should  from  conflict  cease  f 

'Tis  in  union, 
Hope,  and  joy,  and  love  increase. 

2  While  we  journey  homeward,  let  us 

Help  each  other  in  the  road  ; 
Foes  on  every  side  beset  us, 

Snares  through  all  the  way  are  strewed  : 

It  behoves  us 
Each  to  bear  a  brother's  load. 

3  When  we  think  how  much  our  Father 

Has  forgiven,  and  does  forgive  ; 
Brethren,  we  should  learn  the  rather 
Free  from  wrath  and  strife  to  live  : 

Far  removing 
All  that  might  offend  or  grieve. 

4  Let  then  each  esteem  his  brother 

Better  than  himself  to  be  ; 
And  let  each  prefer  another, 
Full  of  love,  from  envy  free  : 

Happy  are  we, 
When  in  this  we  all  agree. 

858.    c.  m. 

1  LO,  what  an  entertaining  sight 

Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whose  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 
Of  harmony  and  love  ; 

2  Where  streams  of  bliss  from  Christ,  the  spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul  ; 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 
518 


THE    CHURCH. 

3  'T  is  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 
That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

859.    h.  m. 

1  BEHOLD,  how  good  a  thing 

It  is  to  dwell  in  peace, 
How  pleasing  to  our  King 

This  fruit  of  righteousness  ! 
When  brethren  all  in  one  agree, 
Who  knows  the  joys  of  unity  ! 

2  When  all  are  sweetly  joined, 

True  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
The  same  in  heart  and  mind, 

And  think  and  speak  the  same, 
And  all  in  love  together  dwell, 
The  comfort  is  unspeakable. 

3  Where  unity  takes  place, 

The  joys  of  heaven  we  prove  : 
This  is  the  gospel  grace, 

The  unction  from  above, 
The  Spirit  on  all  believers  shed, 
Descending  swift  from  Christ  our  Head. 

4  In  him  when  brethren  join, 

And  follow  after  peace, 
The  fellowship  divine 

He  promises  to  bless  : 
He  fills  them  with  his  choicest  store, 
He  gives  them  life  for  evermore. 

860.      8s&7s. 

WHO  can  tell  how  good  and  pleasant 
'T  is  when  brethren  all  agree  ! 

Then  it  is  the  Lord  is  present ; 
Then  he  meets  his  family. 
519 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

2  Let  the  world  dispute  and  cavil, 

Brethren  should  abide  in  peace ; 
While  to  Jesus  still  they  travel, 
From  contention  let  them  cease. 

3  Love  is  more  than  mere  appearance  ; 

Let  us  learn  to  love  indeed  ; 
Patience,  kindness,  and  forbearance, 
Well  become  our  state  and  need. 


XXI.     FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

Morning. 

861.    c.  m. 

1  AGAIN,  from  calm  and  sweet  repose, 

I  rise  to  hail  the  dawn  ; 
Again  my  waking  eyes  unclose 
To  view  the  smiling  morn. 

2  Great  God  of  love,  thy  praise  I  '11  sing, 

For  thou  hast  safely  kept 
My  soul  beneath  thy  guardian  wing, 
And  watched  me  while  I  slept. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  eternal  Lord  ! 

O,  teach  my  heart  to  pray  ; 
And  thy  blest  Spirit's  help  afford, 
To  guide  me  through  the  day  ! 

4  Let  every  thought  and  word  accord 

With  thy  most  holy  will ; 
Each  deed  the  precepts  of  thy  word 
With  pious  aim  fulfil. 

5  From  danger,  sin,  and  every  ill, 

My  constant  Guardian  prove  ; 
520 


FAMILY    WORSHIP. 


O,  sanctify  my  heart,  and  fill 
With  thoughts  of  holy  love  ! 


862.    cm. 

1  TO  thee  let  my  first  ofTrings  rise, 

Whose  sun  creates  the  day, 
Swift  as  his  gladd'ning  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  fav'ring  hand  be  nigh, 

So  oft  vouchsafed  before  ; 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 
And  I  that  hand  adore. 

3  If  bliss  thy  providence  impart, 

For  which,  resigned,  I  pray, 
Give  me  to  feel  a  cheerful  heart, 
And  grateful  homage  pay. 

4  Affliction  should  thy  love  intend 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure, 
Patient,  to  gain  that  gracious  end, 
May  I  the  means  endure. 

5  Be  this  and  every  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past ; 

And  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 

May  grace  sustain  at  last. 


863.    l.  m. 

FORTH  in  thy  name,  0  Lord,  I  go 
My  daily  labor  to  pursue  ; 

Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know 
In  all  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do. 
521 


FAMILY    WORSHIP. 

2  The  task  thy  wisdom  has  assigned 

0,  let  me  cheerfully  fulfil  ! 
In  all  thy  works  thy  presence  find, 
And  prove  thine  own  accepted  will. 

3  Thee  may  I  sit  at  my  right  hand, 

Whose  eyes  my  inmost  substance  see, 
And  labor  on  at  thy  command, 
And  offer  all  my  works  to  thee. 

4  Give  me  to  bear  thy  easy  yoke, 

And  every  moment  watch  and  pray, 
And  still  to  things  eternal  look, 
And  hasten  to  thy  glorious  day. 


864.     s.  m. 

1  WE  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 

Thou  Day-Star  from  on  high  ! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

2  0,  let  thy  rising  beams 

Dispel  the  shades  of  night ; 
And  let  the  glories  of  thy  love 
Come  like  the  morning  light ! 

3  How  beaut'ous  nature  now  ! 

How  dark  and  sad  before  ! 
With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  May  we  this  life  improve 

To  mourn  for  errors  past ; 
And  live  this  short  revolving  day 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 
522 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

865.    cm. 

1  LORD  of  my  life !  0,  may  thy  praise 

Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 
And  fills  the  circling  hours  ! 

2  Preserved  by  thine  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Secure  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
In  undisturbed  repose. 

4  When  sleep,  death's  image,  o'er  me  spread, 

And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 

5  0,  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend  ! 

6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days, 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 


866.    s.m. 

BEHOLD  the  morning  sun 

Begins  his  glorious  way  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 

And  life  and  light  convey. 
523 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light, 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word, 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 

And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 


867.    s.m. 

1  O,  HOW  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

2  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 

Beneath  his  guardian  care  : 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

3  Thus  does  thine  arm  support 

This  weak,  defenceless  frame  ; 
But  whence  these  favors,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  0  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 
524 


FAMILY    WORSHIP. 

868.    l.  m. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
The  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  the  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Thy  precious  time  misspent,  redeem  ; 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem  ; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere  ; 

Thy  conscience  as  the  noontide  clear  ; 
Think  how  th'  all-seeing  God  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surveys. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say  ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


869.    s.  m. 

1  THE  night  is  past  and  gone, 

The  evening  shades  are  fled ; 
0  may  each  morning  bring  to  mind 
Our  rising  from  the  dead  ! 

2  We  put  our  garments  on, 

Our  labor  to  pursue  ; 
So  in  the  resurrection  morn 
Saints  shall  be  clothed  anew. 
525 


FAMILY    WORSHIP. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  day, 

Support  us  by  thine  arm  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  on  our  way, 
Secure  from  every  harm. 

4  Now  may  we  all  as  one 

The  Christian  course  pursue  ; 
And  with  new  strength  and  courage  run 
To  win  the  prize  in  view. 

5  And  when  our  nights  are  past, 

And  time  bears  us  away, 
May  we  possess  a  crown  of  life 
In  an  eternal  day. 


870.    7s. 

1  THOU  that  dost  my  life  prolong, 
Kindly  aid  my  morning  song  ; 
Thankful,  from  my  couch  I  rise, 
To  the  God  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Thou  didst  hear  my  evening  cry  ; 
Thy  preserving  hand  was  nigh  ; 
Peaceful  slumbers  thou  hast  shed, 
Grateful  to  my  weary  head. 

3  Thou  hast  kept  me  through  the  night ; 
'T  was  thy  hand  restored  the  light ; 
Lord,  thy  mercies  still  are  new, 
Plenteous  as  the  morning  dew. 

4  Still  my  feet  are  prone  to  stray ; 
0  preserve  me  through  the  day ! 
Dangers  everywhere  abound, 
Sins  and  snares  beset  me  round. 

5  Gently,  with  the  dawning  ray, 
On  my  soul  thy  beams  display ; 


FAMILY    W0RSHIF. 


Sweeter  than  the  smiling  morn, 
Let  thy  cheering  light  return. 


Evening. 

871.       L.  M. 

1  GREAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 

With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  ; 

0  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise  ! 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gently  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus  ;  his  dear  name  alone 

1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 

And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

4  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close  ; 

"With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

872.    cm. 

1  NOW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 

Let  flames  of  love  arise  ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied 

Have  made  up  all  this  day  ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift,  more  free  than  they. 
527 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

3  New  time,  new  favors,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require  ; 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gath'ring  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


873.    s.  m. 

1  ANOTHER  day  has  fled  ; 

Its  record  is  on  high  ; 
When  God  shall  raise  the  slumb'ring  dead 
That  page  shall  meet  our  eye. 

2  The  curtains  of  the  night, 

With  starry  folds  outspread, 
Our  evening  sacrifice  invite 
To  him  who  guards  our  bed. 

3  Accept  our  humble  prayer, 

Our  songs  of  praise  indite, 
And  grant  us  now  thy  guardian  care 
Till  morning  brings  the  light. 

4  And  thus,  through  all  our  days, 

Let  needful  grace  be  given, 

528 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 


And  fit  us  for  thy  better  praise, 
When  we  shall  rest  in  heaven. 


874.     8s. 

1  INSPIRER  and  hearer  of  prayer, 

Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian  of  thine, 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 
And,  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

3  A  sovereign  protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand  ; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 

4  He  smiles,  and  his  comforts  abound  ; 

His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend  ; 
And  walls  of  salvation  surround 
The  soul  he  delights  to  defend. 


875.      7s.  61. 

NOW  from  labor  and  from  care 
Evening  shades  have  set  me  free  ; 

In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Lord,  I  would  converse  with  thee 

O,  behold  me  from  above, 

Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love  ! 

Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  woe, 
Wither  all  my  earthly  joys  ; 

Naught  can  charm  mo  here  below, 
But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice  : 
34   *  529 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

Lord,  forgive  ;  thy  grace  restore  ; 
Make  me  thine  for  evermore. 

3  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 
For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 

For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 

For  the  Spirit's  quickening  power, 

Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise  ; 

0,  accept  my  song  of  praise  ! 

876.    p.m. 

1  BLESSED  be  thy  name  forever, 
Thou  of  life  the  glorious  Giver  ; 

Thou  canst  guard  thy  creatures,  sleeping  ; 
Heal  the  heart  long  broke  with  weeping. 

2  Thou  who  slumberest  not,  nor  sleepest, 
Blest  are  they  thou  kindly  kecpest ; 
Thou  of  every  good  the  Giver, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  forever. 

877.     7s&6s. 

1  THE  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

Serenely  down  the  west  ; 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 

The  da}Tlight's  gentle  close  ; 
May  angels,  round  me  singing, 
Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high  ; 
So,  if  in  death  benighted, 
May  hope  illume  the  sky. 
530 


FAMILY    WORSHIP. 


In  golden  spendor  dawning 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break  ; 

0,  on  the  last  bright  morning, 
May  I  in  glory  wake  ! 


878.    l.  m. 

1  THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days ; 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 


879.       Us  &  12s. 

1  SEE,  daylight  is  fading  o'er  earth  and  o'er  ocean  ; 

The  sun  has  gone  down  on  the  far  distant  sea  ; 
0,  now,  in  the  hush  of  life's  fitful  commotion, 
We  lift  our  tired  spirits,  blest  Saviour,  to  thee  ! 

2  Full  oft  wast  thou  found  afar  on  the  mountain, 

As  eventide  spread  her  dark  wing  o'er  the  wave  ; 
Thou  Son  of  the  Highest,  and  life's  endless  fountain, 
Be  with  us,  we  pray  thee,  to  bless  and  to  save  ! 
531 


FAMILY    WORSHIP. 

880.    l.  m. 

1  STILL  evening  comes,  with  gentle  shade, 

Sweet  harbinger  of  balmy  rest 
From  toilsome  hours,  and  anxious  thoughts, 
Revolving  in  the  pensive  breast. 

2  Refulgent  day  in  darkness  sets  ; 

The  noisy  crowds  are  hushed  in  sleep  ; 
Harsh  sounds  to  gentle  murmurs  turn, 
As  o'er  the  fields  the  zephyrs  sweep. 

3  The  hour  is  sweet  when  tumults  cease ; 

The  scene  obscured  inspires  my  eye, 
And  darkness  marks  the  loved  retreat 
Where  pleasures  live  and  sorrows  die. 

4  Retirement  solemn,  yet  serene, 

And  undisturbed  by  human  voice, 
Invites  repose  on  Jesus'  arm, 
And  bids  my  soul  in  God  rejoice. 


881.     L.  M. 

1  GLORY  to  thee,  our  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  us,  0  keep  us,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thine  own  almighty  wings  ! 

2  Forgive  us,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  we  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  ourselves  and  thee, 
We,  ere  wc  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  0  may  our  souls  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  our  eyelids  close  ; 
Sleep  that  may  us  more  vig'rous  make 
To  serve  our  God  when  we  awake. 
532 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

882.    c.  m. 

1  LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 

I  am  forever  thine  ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 
'T  is  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening-sacrifice, 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  composed  to  peace, 

I  '11  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 


883.      8s&7s. 

1  SAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and -want  we  come  confessing, 
Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us  ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary , 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  he,  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 
533 


FAMILY    WORSHIP. 


Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 

May  the  last  loud  trump  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright  and  deathless  bloom. 


884.    c.  m. 

1  O  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 

And  we,  a  feeble  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring  hand. 

2  Thy  heavenly  grace  to  each  impart, 

All  evil  far  remove, 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  love. 

3  Our  souls,  obedient  to  thy  sway, 

In  Christian  bonds  unite  : 
Let  peace  and  love  conclude  the  day, 
And  hail  the  morning  light. 

4  Thus  cleansed  from  sin,  and  wholly  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  led, 
The  sun  of  righteousness  shall  shine 
In  glory  on  our  head. 


Morning  or  Evening. 

885.   cm. 

COME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 
To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues 
When  we  his  love  proclaim. 
534 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

2  'T  was  by  his  bidding  we  were  called 

In  pain  a  while  to  part ; 
'T  is  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare, 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

4  0  may  the  Spirit's  quickening  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love 
.  Our  talents  to  employ  ! 

5  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away  ; 

Soon  shall  our  wand'rings  cease  ; 
And  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace. 


886.   s.  m. 

1  BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  From  those  celestial  springs 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  flow, 
As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 
535 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

887.  cm. 

1  THE  daily  favors  of  my  God 

I  cannot  sing  at  large  ; 
Yet  let  me  make  this  holy  boast, 
I  am  th1  Almighty's  charge. 

2  Lord,  in  the  day  thou  art  about 

The  paths  wherein  I  tread  ; 
And  in  the  night,  when  I  lie  down, 
Thou  art  about  my  bed. 

3  0,  let  my  house  a  temple  be, 

That  I  and  mine  may  sing 
Hosannas  to  thy  majesty, 

And  praise  our  heavenly  King  f 

888.  l.  m. 

1  MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

889.  c.  m. 

1  "WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 
Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 
530 


FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed, 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

890.     o.  p.  m. 

1  I  AND  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord  ; 
But  first  obedient  to  his  word 

I  must  myself  appear  ; 
My  actions,  words,  and  temper,  show 
That  I  my  heavenly  Master  know, 

And  serve  with  heart  sincere. 

2  I  must  the  fair  example  set  ; 

From  those  that  on  my  pleasure  wait 

The  stumbling  block  remove  ; 
Their  duty  by  my  life  explain, 
And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain 
The  law  of  Christian  love. 

3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeased  and  reconciled, 

A  foll'wer  of  my  God  ; 
A  saint  indeed  I  long  to  be, 
And  lead  a  faithful  family 

In  the  celestial  road. 

4  As,  Lord,  thou  dost  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use 

Into  thy  hands  receive  ; 
Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do, 
And  show  them  how  believers  true 

And  real  Christians  live. 
537 


FAMILY   -WORSHIP. 

5  A  sinner,  saved  myself  from  sin, 
Grant  me,  0  Lord,  their  souls  to  win  ; 

Be  all  their  sins  forgiven  ; 
My  children,  wife,  and  servants  bless, 
And  through  the  paths  of  righteousness 

Conduct  them  all  to  heaven. 

891.  cm. 

1  WHEN  morning's  first  and  hallowed  ray 

Breaks  with  its  trembling  light, 
To  chase  the  pearly  dews  away, 
Bright  tear-drops  of  the  night ; 

2  My  heart,  0  Lord,  forgets  to  rove, 

But  rises,  gladly  free, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love, 
And  finds  its  home  in  thee. 

3  When  evening's  silent  shades  descend, 

And  nature  sinks  to  rest, 
Still  to  my  Father  and  my  Friend 
My  wishes  are  addressed. 

4  And  e'en  when  midnight's  solemn  gloom 

Above,  around,  is  spread, 
Sweet  dreams  of  everlasting  bloom 
Are  hov'ring  o'er  my  head. 

5  I  dream  of  that  fair  land,  0  Lord, 

Where  all  thy  saints  shall  be  ; 
I  wake  to  lean  upon  thy  word, 
And  still  delight  in  thee. 

892.  7s. 

1  GRACIOUS  God,  our  children  see ; 
We  commend  them  unto  thee  ; 
Born  where  sin  and  error  reign  ; 
Let  them  not  in  sin  remain. 

538 


MARINE. 


Israel's  little  ones  of  old  ^ 
Pharaoh  threatened  to  withhold  ; 
Then  thy  messenger  said  "  No  ; 
Let  the  children  also  go." 

2  When  the  angel  of  the  Lord, 
Drawing  forth  his  dreadful  sword, 
Slew,  with  an  avenging  hand, 
All  the  first-born  of  the  land, 
Then  thy  people's  doors  he  passed 
Where  the  bloody  sign  was  placed  : 
Hear,  0  hear  us,  gracious  God, 
Plead  for  these  the  Saviour's  blood  ! 

3  Lord,  we  tremble,  for  we  know 
How  the  fierce  malicious  foe, 
Wheeling  round  his  watchful  flight, 
Keeps  them  ever  in  his  sight  : 
Spread  thy  pinions,  King  of  kings, 
Hide  them  safe  beneath  thy  wings, 
Lest  the  rav'nous  birds  of  prey 
Stoop,  and  bear  the  brood  away. 


XXII.     MARINE. 

893.    i2s. 

1  WHEN  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest  is 

streaming, 
When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning  is  gleam- 
ing, 
Nor  hope  lends  a  ray  the  poor  seaman  to  cherish, 
We  fly  to  our  Maker :  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish  ! 

2  0  Jesus,  once  rocked  on  the  breast  of  the  billow, 
Aroused  by  the  shriek  of  despair,  from  thy  pillow, 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  cherish, 

Who  cries  in  his  anguish,  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish  . 
539 


MARINE. 

And  O,  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging, 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  its  wild  warfare  is  waging. 
Then  send  down  thy  Spirit  thy  ransomed  to  cherish  ; 
Rebuke  the  destroyer  ;  Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish  ! 

894.    c.  m. 

1  OUR  little  bark,  on  boist'rous  seas, 

By  cruel  tempests  tossed, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Expecting  to  be  lost ; 

2  We  to  the  Lord,  in  humble  prayer, 

Breathed  out  our  sad  distress ; 
Though  feeble,  yet  with  contrite  hearts, 
We  begged  return  of  peace. 

3  Then  ceased  the  stormy  winds  to  blow  ; 

The  surges  ceased  to  roll ; 

And  soon  again  a  placid  sea 

Spoke  comfort  to  the  soul. 

4  0,  may  our  grateful,  trembling  hearts 

Their  hallelujahs  sing 
To  him  who  hath  our  lives  preserved, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King  ! 

895.      8s&7s. 

1  TOSSED  upon  life's  raging  billow, 

Sweet  it  is,  0  Lord,  to  know 

Thou  didst  press  a  sailor's  pillow, 

And  canst  feel  a  sailor's  woe. 

2  Never  slumb'ring,  never  sleeping, 

Though  the  night  be  dark  and  drear, 
Thou  the  faithful  watch  art  keeping, 
"  All,  all 's  well,"  thy  constant  cheer. 
540 


MARINE. 

3  And  though  loud  the  wind  is  howling, 

Fierce  though  flash  the  lightnings  red, 
Darkly  though  the  storm-clouds  scowling, 
0  'er  the  sailor's  anxious  head  — 

4  Thou  canst  calm  the  raging  ocean, 

All  its  noise  and  tumult  still  ; 
Hush  the  tempest's  wild  commotion, 
At  the  bidding  of  thy  will. 

5  Thus  my  heart  the  hope  will  cherish, 

While  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eye  ; 
Thou  wilt  save  me  ere  I  perish, 
Thou  wilt  hear  the  sailor's  cry. 

6  And  though  mast  and  sail  be  riven, 

Soon  wilWife's  voyage  be  o'er, 
Safely  moored  in  heaven's  wide  haven, 
Storm  and  tempest  vex  no  more. 


896.   l.m. 

1  THE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call ; 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  0  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm  ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threat'ning  ill ; 
Control  the  waves  ;  say,  "  Peace  !  be  still." 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb, 

541 


MARINE. 

Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

5  Though  tempest-tossed,  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek  ; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  rain, 
Force  back  my  shattered  bark  again. 


897.    l.  m. 

1  PRAYER  may  be  sweet  in  cottage  homes, 

Where  sire  and  child  devoutly  kneel, 
While  through  the  open  casement  nigh 
The  vernal  blossoms  fragrant  steal. 

2  Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  stately  halls, 

Where  heart  with  kindred  heart  is  blent, 
And  upward  to  th'  eternal  throne 
The  hymn  of  praise  melodious  sent. 

3  But  he  who  fain  would  know  how  warm 

The  soul's  appeal  to  God  may  be, 
From  friends  and  native  land  should  turn, 
A  wanderer  on  the  faithless  sea  ; 

4  Should  hear  its  deep,  imploring  tone 

Rise  heavenward  o'er  the  foaming  surge, 
When  billows  toss  the  fragile  bark, 
And  fearful  blasts  the  conflict  urge. 

5  Naught,  naught  appears  but  sea  and  sky  ; 

No  refuge  where  the  foot  may  flee  ; 
How  will  he  cast,  0  Rock  divine, 
The  anchor  of  his  soul  on  thee ! 
542 


MARINE. 

898.   h.  m. 

1  JESUS,  at  thy  command 

I  launch  into  the  deep, 
And  leave  my  native  land, 

"Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  ; 
For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 
And  thus  embark  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Christ  is  my  pilot  wise, 

My  compass  is  his  word  ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 

Whilst  I  have  such  a  Lord  ; 
I  trust  his  faithfulness  and  power, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 

Through  all  my  passage  lie, 
Yet  he  shall  safely  keep 

And  guide  me  with  his  eye  : 
How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
That  bears  the  world  and  all  things  up  ? 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest ; 
My  soul,  thy  wings  expand, 

And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ; 
0,  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more  ! 

5  Whene'er  becalmed  I  lie, 

And  all  my  storms  subside, 
Then  to  my  succor  fly, 

And  keep  me  near  thy  side  ; 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 
543 


MARINE. 

6  Come,  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 
A  prosp'rous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  from  all  below, 
On  to  my  destined  place  ; 
Then  in  full  sail  my  port  I  '11  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 


899.    l.  m. 

1  GOD  of  the  seas,  thine  awful  voice 
Bids  all  the  rolling  waves  rejoice  ; 
And  one  soft  word  of  thy  command 
Can  sink  them  silent  in  the  sand. 

2  If  but  a  Moses  wave  thy  rod, 
The  sea  divides,  and  owns  its  God  ; 
The  stormy  floods  their  Maker  know, 
And  let  his  chosen  armies  through. 

3  The  smallest  fish  that  swims  the  seas, 
Sportful,  to  thee  a  tribute  pays  ; 
And  larger  monsters  of  the  deep, 

At  thy  command,  or  rage  or  sleep. 

4  Thus  is  thy  glorious  power  adored 
Among  the  wat'ry  nations,  Lord  ! 

Yet  men,  who  trace  the  dangerous  waves, 
Forget  the  mighty  God  who  saves  ! 

900.      L    M. 

1  GLORY  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word 

Bids  the  tempestuous  winds  arise  ; 
Glory  to  thee,  the  sov'reign  Lord 

Of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea,  and  skies  ! 

2  Let  air,  and  earth,  and  skies  obey, 

And  seas  thine  awful  will  perform  ; 
544 


MARINE. 

From  them  we  learn  to  own  thy  sway, 
And  shout  to  meet  the  gath'ring  storm. 

3  What  though  the  floods  lift  up  their  voice ; 

Thou  nearest,  Lord,  our  louder  cry  ; 
They  cannot  damp  thy  children's  joys, 
Or  shake  the  soul  when  God  is  nigh. 

4  Headlong  we  cleave  the  yawning  deep, 

And  back  to  highest  heaven  are  borne, 
Unmoved,  though  rapid  whirlwinds  sweep, 
And  all  the  wat'ry  world  upturn. 

5  Roar  on,  ye  waves  ;  our  souls  defy 

Your  roaring  to  disturb  our  rest  ; 
In  vain  t'  impair  the  calm  ye  try  — 
The  calm  in  a  believer's  breast. 

6  Rage,  while  our  faith  the  Saviour  tries, 

Thou  sea,  the  servant  of  his  will  ; 
•  Rise,  while  our  God  permits  thee,  rise, 
But  fall  when  he  shall  say,  Be  still. 

901.      L.  M. 

1  HOW  often,  as  we  beat  along, 
With  wind  ahead  and  blowing  strong, 
We  hear  our  watchful  captain  cry, 

"  Near  !  Nothing  off !  and  Full  and  by  !  " 

2  So  when  in  life  our  steps  begin 
To  tread  the  devious  paths  of  sin, 
May  conscience  wake  our  timely  fear, 
Uttering  her  warning  cry  of  "  Near  !  " 

3  And  when  from  truth's  unerring  line 
Our  coward  lips  would  dare  decline, 

Then  may  we  heed,  though  fools  should  scoff, 
Her  stern  injunction,  "  Nothing  off !  " 
35  545 


MARINE. 

4  Virtue  and  vice  to  win  us  try  : 

Be  then  our  watchword,  "  Full  and  by  !  " 
Safe  course  through  this  world  to  another 
Is  "  full  "  of  one,  and  "  by  "  the  other. 

902.     8s,  7s  &  3s. 

1  STAR  of  peace,  to  wand'rers  weary 

Give  the  beam  that  smiles  on  me, 
Cheer  the  pilot's  visions  dreary, 

Far  at  sea. 

2  Star  of  Hope,  gleam  on  the  billow  ; 

Bless  the  soul  that  sighs  for  thee  ; 
Bless  the  sailor's  lonely  pillow, 

Far  at  sea. 

3  Star  of  Faith,  when  winds  are  mocking 

All  his  prayers,  he  flies  to  thee  ; 
Save  him,  though  on  billows  rocking, 
Far  at  sea. 

4  Star  of  God,  yet  safely  guide  him 

To  the  shore  he  longs  to  see  ; 
Long  tempestuous  waves  have  tried  him, 
Far  at  sea. 


903.    8s. 

0  THOU,  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies, 

And  measured  the  depths  of  the  sea, 
Our  incense  of  praise  shall  arise 

In  joyous  thanksgiving  to  thee. 
Forever  thy  presence  is  near, 

Though  heaves  our  bark  far  from  the  land 
We  ride  on  the  deep  without  fear, 

The  waters  are  held  in  thy  hand. 
546 


MARINE. 

Eternity  comes  in  the  sound 

Of  billows  that  never  can  sleep  : 
Jehovah  encircles  us  round  ; 

Omnipotence  walks  on  the  deep. 
Our  Father,  we  look  up  to  thee, 

As  on  tow'rd  the  haven  we  roll ; 
And  faith  in  our  pilot  shall  be 

An  anchor  to  steady  the  soul. 


904.    7s. 

1  LORD,  whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
Guide  us  through  the  wat'ry  way ; 
In  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 

Hide,  and  bring  us  safe  to  land. 

2  Jesus,  let  our  faithful  mind 
Rest,  on  thee  alone  reclined  ; 
Every  anxious  thought  repress  ; 
Keep  our  souls  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Keep  the  souls  whom  now  we  leave ; 
Bid  them  to  each  other  cleave  ; 

Bid  them  walk  on  life's  rough  sea  ; 
Bid  them  come  by  faith  to  thee. 

4  Save,  till  all  these  tempests  end, 
All  who  on  thy  love  depend  ; 
Waft,  0  waft  us  safely  o'er  ; 
Land  us  on  the  heavenly  shore  ! 

905.    c.  m. 

1  HOW  are  thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord  ! 
How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence. 
547 


MARI>'E. 


2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  -wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore  ; 
We  '11  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 


906.    c.  m. 

1  IN  every  trouble  sharp  and  strong 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies  ; 
My  anchor  hold  is  firm  in  him 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  my  spirits  up  ; 

I  trust  a  faithful  God  ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  a  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing,  my  soul, 

To  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  joy  and  sorrow,  life  and  death, 
His  love  is  still  the  same. 
548 


THE   YEAR. 

907.    p.m. 

LORD  of  earth,  and  air,  and  sea, 

Supreme  in  power  and  grace, 
Under  thy  protection  we 

Our  souls  and  bodies  place  : 
Bold  an  unknown  land  to  try, 

We  launch  into  the  foaming  deep  ; 
Rocks,  and  storms,  and  depths  defy, 

With  Jesus  in  the  ship. 

Who  the  calm  can  understand, 

In  a  believer's  breast  ? 
In  the  hollow  of  his  hand 

Our  souls  securely  rest  ; 
Winds  may  rise,  and  seas  may  roar, 

We  on  his  love  our  spirits  stay  ; 
Him  with  quiet  joy  adore, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey. 


XXIII.     THE   YEAR. 

Beginning. 

908.    l.  m. 

1  GREAT  GOD,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand  ; 

The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
That  mercy  crowns  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 
549 


THE   YEAR. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Thou  art  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

909.  c.  m. 

1  REMAEK,  ray  soul,  the  narrow  bounds 

Of  the  revolving  year  ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round 
How  short  the  months  appear  ! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  has  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift-advancing  year ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  0  God,  my  trifling  heart 

Its  great  concern  to  see  ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  Thus  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear' my  peaceful  soul 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 

910.  p.  m. 

1  COME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ! 

2  His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love, 
550 


THE   TEAR. 

3  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away ; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 

4  The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity  's  here. 

5  0  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  coming  may  say, 

1 '  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do  !  " 

6  0  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the  glad  word, 

"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 

911.      7s 

1  BLESS,  0  Lord,  each  opening  year 
To  the  souls  assembling  here  ; 
Clothe  thy  word  with  power  divine, 
Make  us  willing  to  be  thine. 

2  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 
Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run ; 
Scatter  darkness,  doubts,  and  fears, 
Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 

3  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young  ; 
Call  forth  praise  from  every  tongue  ; 
Let  our  whole  assembly  prove 

All  thy  power  and  all  thy  love  ! 

Seasons. 

912.    c.  m. 

1  WITH  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heaven  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 
551 


THE   YEAR. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow  ; 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

6  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
"With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

913.    c.  m. 

1  WHEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 

2  Hark,  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing  ! 

'T  is  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 

Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  0  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart ! 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring  blooming  in  my  heart. 
552 


THE   YEAR. 


4  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 
Glad  nature's  cheerful  song  ; 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  song. 

914.    c.  m. 

1  STERN  winter  throws  his  icy,  chains, 

Encircling  nature  round  ; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crowned  ! 

2  The  sun  withholds  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart  ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  Return,  0  blissful  sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray  ! 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

4  0  happy  state !  divine  abode  ! 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns, 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains  ! 

5  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

915.      L.  M. 

1  SEE  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field  ! 

Mark  how  the  whitening  hills  are  turned 
Behold  them  to  the  reapers  yield  ; 

The  wheat  is  saved,  the  tares  are  burned. 

2  Thus  the  great  Judge,  with  glory  crowned, 

Descends  to  reap  the  ripened  earth  ; 
553 


THE    YEAR. 

Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 
The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  sounds  of  glor}'  hear  him  speak, 

"  Go  search  around  the  flaming  world  ; 
Haste,  call  my  saints  to  rise,  and  take 

The  seats  from  which  their  foes  were  hurled. 

4  Go,  burn  the  "chaff  in  endless  fire, 

In  flames  unquenched  consume  each  tare  ; 
Sinners  must  feel  my  holy  ire, 

And  sink  in  guilt  to  deep  despair." 

5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth  ; 

Angels  obey  the  awful  voice  ; 
They  save  the  wheat,  they  burn  the  chaff; 
All  heaven  approves  the  sovereign  choice. 


916.      8s  &  7s. 

1  SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound  : 

2  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you, 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place." 

4  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

Let  our  highest  hopes  be  stayed  ; 
This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 
554 


THE   TEAR. 

917.     H.  M. 

1  HOW  pleasing  is  thy  voice, 

0  Lord,  our  heavenly  King  ! 
That  bids  the  frosts  retire, 

And  wakes  the  lovely  spring  ! 
The  rains  return,  the  ice  distils, 
And  plains  and  hills  forget  to  mourn. 

2  The  morn,  with  glory  crowned, 

Thy  hand  arrays  in  smiles  ; 
Thou  bidd'st  the  eve  decline, 

Rejoicing  o'er  the  hills. 
Soft  suns  ascend,  the  mild  wind  blows, 
And  beauty  glows  to  earth's  far  end. 

3  Thy  showers  make  soft  the  fields  ; 

On  every  side  behold 
The  ripening  harvests  wave 

Their  loads  of  richest  gold  ! 
The  lab'rers  sing  with  cheerful  voice, 
And,  blest,  rejoice  in  God,  their  King. 

4  The  thunder  is  his  voice  ; 

His  arrows  blazing  fires  ; 
He  glows  in  yonder  sun, 

And  smiles  in  starry  choirs. 
The  balmy  breeze  his  breath  perfumes  ; 
His  beauty  blooms  in  flowers  and  trees. 

5  With  life  he  clothes  the  spring  ; 

The  earth  with  summer  warms  ; 
He  spreads  th'  autumnal  feast, 

And  rides  in  wintry  storms. 
His  gifts  divine  through  all  appear, 
And  round  the  year  his  glories  shine. 
555 


THE    YEAR. 

918.    cm. 

1  'T  IS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons,  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  are  thine; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  author  is  divine  ! 

4  Those  wand'ring  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
"With  wat'ry  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

Close. 

919.      L.  M. 

1  OUR  Helper,  God,  we  bless  his  name, 
Whose  love  forever  is  the  same  ; 

The  tokens  of  whose  gracious  care 
Begin,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

556 


0 


THANKSGIVING. 

Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  us  on  ; 
Thus  far  we  make  his  mercy  known  ; 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

920.    cm. 

AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  thy  short  life  is  past  ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 

And  this  may  be  my  last. 

Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again  ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run, 

The  few  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul ;  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
What  are  thy  hopes,  how  sure,  how  fair? 
What  is  thy  great  concern? 

4  Behold,  another  year  begins  ; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 


XXIV.    THANKSGIVING. 

921.      Gs&4s. 

1  THE  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
In  loud  thankso-ivino;  raise 
Hand,  heart,  and  voice  ; 
557 


THANKSGIVING. 

The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 
The  streams  rejoice. 

Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth  ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty  ;  but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices,  raise, 

With  sweet  accord  ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 


922.    l.  m. 

1  FOR  all  thy  gifts  we  praise  thee,  Lord, 

With  lifted  song  and  bended  knee  ; 

But  now  our  thanks  are  chiefly  poured 

For  those  who  taught  us  to  be  free. 

2  For  when  the  soul  lay  bound  below 

A  heavy  yoke  of  forms  and  creeds, 
And  none  thy  word  of  truth  could  know, 
O'ergrown  with  tares  and  choked  with  weeds 

3  The  monarch's  sword,  the  prelate's  pride, 

The  church's  curse,  the  empire's  ban, 
By  one  poor  monk  were  all  defied , 
Who  never  feared  the  face  of  man. 
558 


THANKSGIVING. 

4  Half-battles  were  the  words  he  said, 

Each  born  of  prayer,  baptized  in  tears  ; 
And,  routed  by  them,  backward  fled 
The  errors  of  a  thousand  yea«s. 

5  With  lifted  song  and  bended  knee, 

For  all  thy  gifts  we  praise  thee,  Lord  ; 
But  chief  for  those  who  made  us  free, 
The  champions  of  thy  holy  word. 


923.    l.  m. 

1  ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 
Thy  praise  may  well  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole  ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flow'ry  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine, 

To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  abundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  a  dreary  aspect  wear. 

5  Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade  ; 
Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Doniand  successive  songs  of  praise. 

559 


THANKSGIVING. 

924.    l.  m. 

GOD  of  the  rolling  year,  to  thee 

Our  socgs  shall  rise,  -whose  beauty  pours 
In  many  a  goodly  gift,  with  free 

And  liberal  hand,  our  autumn  stores  ; 
No  firstlings  of  our  flock  we  slay, 

No  soaring  clouds  of  incense  rise, 
But  on  thy  hallowed  shrine  we  lay 

Our  grateful  hearts  in  sacrifice. 

Borne  on  thy  breath,  the  lap  of  spring 

Was  heaped  with  many  a  blooming  flower 
And  smiling  summer  joyed  to  bring 

The  sunshine  and  the  gentle  shower  ; 
And  autumn's  rich  luxuriance  now, 

The  ripening  seed,  the  bursting  shell, 
The  golden  sheaf,  and  laden  bough, 

The  fulness  of  thy  bounty  tell. 

And  here  shall  rise  our  song  to  thee, 

Where  lengthened  vales  and  pastures  lie, 
And  streams  go  singing,  wild  and  free, 

Beneath  a  blue  and  smiling  sky  ; 
Where  ne'er  was  reared  a  mortal  throne, 

Where  crowned  oppressors  never  trod  ; 
Here,  at  the  throne  of  heaven  alone, 

Shall  man  in  rev'rence  bow  to  God. 


925.   ios. 

1  GOD  of  the  changing  year,  whose  arm  of  power 
In  safety  leads  through  danger's  darkest  hour, 
Here  in  thy  temple  bow  thy  creatures  down, 

To  blet>s  thy  merc}T,  and  thy  might  to  own. 

2  Thine  are  the  beams  that  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
And  pour  around  the  gladd'ning  light  of  day  ; 

560 


THANKSGIVING. 

Thine  is  the  night,  and  the  fair  orbs  that  shine 
To  cheer  its  hours  of  darkness,  —  all  are  thine. 

3  If  round  our  path  the  thorns  of  sorrow  grew, 
And  mortal  friends  were  faithless,  thou  wert  true  ; 
Did  sickness  shake  the  frame,  or  anguish  tear 
The  wounded  spirit,  thou  wert  present  there. 

4  Yet  when  our  hearts  review  departed  days, 
How  vast  thy  mercies,  how  remiss  our  praise  ! 
Well  may  we  dread  thine  awful  eye  to  meet, 
Bend  at  thy  throne,  and  worship  at  thy  feet. 

5  0,  lend  thine  ear  and  lift  our  voice  to  thee  ; 
Where'er  we  dwell,  still  let  thy  mercy  be  ; 
From  year  to  year,  still  nearer  to  thy  shrine 
Draw  our  frail  hearts,  and  make  them  wholly  thine. 

926.    l.m. 

1  FATHER  of  lights,  we  sing  thy  name 

Who  kindlcst  up  the  lamp  of  day  ; 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good,  from  thee  proceed 

The  copious  drops  of  genial  rain, 
Which  o'er  the  hill  and  through  the  mead, 
Revive  the  grass,  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  ; 

Yet  millions  of  our  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 

Affront  thy  law,  and  spurn  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so  may  our  forgetful  hearts 

O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts 
Still  own  in  praise,  still  ask  in  praver. 

36  561 


THANKSGIVING. 


So  shall  our  suns  more  grateful  shine, 
And.  showers  in  sweeter  drops  shall  fall. 

When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  0  God,  enjoyed  in  all. 


927.     8s  &  7s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  WHEN  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure, 

Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind  ; 
To  the  poor  belongs  the  treasure 

Of  the  scattered  ears  behind  : 
This  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

2  When  thine  olive-plants,  increasing, 

Pour  their  plenty  o'er  the  plain, 
Grateful  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing, 

But  not  search  the  boughs  again  : 
This  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

3  When  thy  favored  vintage,  flowing, 

Gladdens  thine  autumnal  scene, 
Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing, 

But  the  vines  the  poor  shall  glean  : 
So  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 


928.     7s. 

1  EVERY  sheaf  of  golden  grain, 
Standing  on  the  smiling  plain, 
Tells  us,  if  we  do  not  know, 
Whence  our  many  blessings  flow. 

2  Thanks  we  bring  for  earthly  good 
Nobler  thanks  for  richer  food  ; 

562 


THANKSGIVING. 

Love  divine  to  us  has  given 

Christ,  the  bread  of  life,  from  heaven. 

3  Lord,  with  these  thy  favors,  give 
Hearts  to  serve  thee  while  we  live, 
Till  we  reap,  where  Jesus  is, 
Harvests  of  immortal  bliss. 


929.    cm. 

1  FOUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 

How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain  ; 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine  ; 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew  ; 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
And  mild,  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway  ; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  ; 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 

930.    Ts. 

1  PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ; 
563 


THANKSGIVING. 

Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ  : 
All  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

All  the  blessings  of  the  fields, 
All  the  stores  the  garden  yields, 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain  : 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  rai.se 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Clouds  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  dews, 
Suns  that  genial  warmth  diffuse, 
All  the  plenty  summer  pours, 
Autumn's  rich  o'erflowing  stores  : 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

Peace,  prosperity,  and  health, 
Private  bliss  and  public  wealth, 
Knowledge,  with  its  gladd'ning  streams, 
Pure  religion's  holier  beams  : 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 


931.    7s. 

1  SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song, 
Praises  to  our  God  belong  ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land  ; 
Kept  by  him,  no  foes  annoy  ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

564 


THANKSGIVING. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey  ; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod  ; 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 


932.    l.m. 

O  HOLY  Father,  just  and  true 

Are  all  thy  works,  and  words,  and  ways, 
And  unto  thee  alone  are  due 

Thanksgiving  and  eternal  praise  ; 
As  children  of  thy  gracious  care, 

We  veil  the  eye,  we  bend  the  knee, 
With  broken  words  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Father  and  God,  we  come  to  thee. 

For  thou  hast  heard,  0  God  of  right, 

The  sighing  of  the  hapless  slave  ; 
And  stretched  for  him  the  arm  of  might, 

Not  shortened  that  it  could  not  save. 
The  lab'rer  sits  beneath  his  vine, 

The  shackled  soul  and  hand  are  free  ; 
Thanksgiving,  for  the  work  is  thine ; 

Praise,  for  the  blessing  is  of  thee. 


933.    s.  m. 

THY  bounties,  gracious  Lord, 
With  gratitude  we  own  ; 

We  praise  thy  providential  care, 
That  showers  its  blessings  down. 
565 


FAST. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  bring 

Their  off'rings  round  thy  throne  ; 
With  thankful  souls,  behold,  we  pay 
A  tribute  of  thine  own. 

3  0,  may  this  sacrifice, 

While  at  thy  feet  we  bend, 

An  odor  of  a  sweet  perfume, 

To  thee,  the  Lord,  ascend  ! 

4  Well  pleased  our  God  will  view 

The  products  of  his  grace  ; 
With  endless  life  will  he  fulfil 
His  kindest  promises. 


XXV.     FAST. 


934.    c.  m. 

1  LORD,  look  on  all  assembled  here, 

Who  in  thy  presence  stand, 
To  offer  up  united  prayer 
For  this  our  sinful  land. 

2  0,  may  we  all,  with  one  consent, 

Fall  low  before  thy  throne, 
With  tears  the  nation's  sins  lament, 
The  church's,  and  our  own  ! 

3  And  should  the  dread  decree  be  past, 

And  we  must  feel  the  rod  ; 
Let  faith  and  patience  hold  us  fast 
To  our  correcting  God. 
566 


FAST. 

935.    c.  m. 

1  WHEN  Abrah'm,  full  of  sacred  awe, 

Before  Jehovah  stood, 
And,  with  an  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued  ; 

2  "With  what  success,  what  wondrous  grace, 

Was  his  petition  crowned  ! 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  that  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  single  pious  soul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ? 

4  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee 

Now,  as  in  ancient  times  ? 

Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 

Gomorrah  in  her  crimes  ? 

5  Still  we  are  thine  ;  we  bear  thy  name  ; 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode  ; 
Long  has  thy  presence  blessed  our  land, 
Forsake  us  not,  0  God  ! 


936.    c.  m. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Lord,  before  thy  throne 

Thy  mourning  people  bend  ; 
'T  is  on  thy  pard'ning  grace  alone 
Our  dying  hopes  depend. 

2  Dark  judgments,  from  thy  heavy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  our  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 
567 


FAST. 

How  changed,  alas,  are  truths  divine, 
For  error,  guilt,  and  shame  ! 

What  impious  numbers,  hold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 

0,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord  ! 

Convert  us  by  thy  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 

And  see  again  thy  face. 


937.     8s&7s. 

1  DREAD  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations  ! 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  peopled  supplications  ; 
Now  for  their  deliv' ranee  rise. 

2  Lo,  with  deep  contrition  turning, 

Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend  ; 
Hear  us  fasting,  praying,  mourning ; 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

3  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding, 
Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 


938.    l.  m. 

1  THE  fast  which  is  the  Lord's  delight 
Is  not  a  mere  external  rite  ; 

But  'tis  to  mortify  our  sin, 
To  be  sincere  and  pure  within. 

2  To  break  the  mourning  captive's  chain  ; 
The  proud  oppressor  to  restrain  ; 

To  clothe  the  naked,  feed  the  poor, 
And  bring  the  friendless  to  thv  door. 

5GS 


FAST. 

3  Come,  let  us  our  offences  own, 
With  grief  before  th'  eternal  throne  ; 
Sin  is  the  deadliest  of  our  foes, 

The  dreadful  source  of  all  our  woes. 

4  Hence  discord,  strife,  and  war  arise, 
Famine,  disease,  and  dying  cries  ; 
Hence  men  disclaim  their  brotherhood, 
And  burn  to  shed  each  other's  blood. 

5  When  will  these  deeds  of  horror  cease, 
And  Christians  walk  in  love  and  peace  ? 
Almighty  Lord,  our  hearts  are  thine, 

0  turn  us  by  thy  power  divine ! 

6  The  God  of  love  will  scatter  far 
The  people  who  delight  in  war  ; 
But  all  who  walk  in  righteousness 
He  loves,  and  will  exalt  and  bless. 

939.    l.  m. 

1  LORD,  when  thine  ancient  people  cried, 

Oppressed  with  chains  by  Egypt's  king, 
Thou  didst  th'  Arabian  sea  divide, 
And  forth  thy  fainting  Israel  bring. 

2  In  this  our  day,  this  Christian  land 

Groans  with  the  anguish  of  the  slave  ; 
Lord  God  of  hosts,  stretch  forth  thy  hand, 
Not  shortened  that  it  cannot  save. 

3  Roll  back  the  swelling  tide  of  sin, 

The  lust  of  gain,  the  lust  of  power  ; 
The  day  of  freedom  usher  in  ; 

O,  hasten  on  th'  appointed  hour  ! 

4  How  long  shall  bondmen  be  forgot  ? 

We  watch,  we  weep,  we  cry  to  thee ; 
Th'  oppressor  hears,  yet  heedeth  not  ; 
Come,  captive  lead  captivity  ! 
569 


FAST. 

940.    78. 

1  HEAR  us,  Father,  while  we  cry, 

Pleading  for  an  injured  race  ; 
Make  the  bolts  asunder  fly, 
By  thine  own  resistless  grace. 

2  Let  the  captives  all  go  free  ; 

Let  th'  oppressor  cease  to  reign  ; 
And  the  arm  of  tyranny 
Nevermore  be  raised  again. 

941.  c.  m. 

1  BREAK  every  yoke,  the  gospel  cries, 

And  let  th'  oppressed  go  free  ; 
Let  every  burdened  captive  rise, 
And  taste  sweet  liberty. 

2  Lord,  when  shall  man  thy  voice  obey, 

And  rend  each  iron  chain  ? 
0 ,  when  shall  love  its  golden  sway 
0  'er  all  the  earth  maintain  ? 

3  Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

And  melt  th'  oppressor's  heart ; 
Send  swift  deliv 'ranee  to  the  slave, 
And  bid  his  woes  depart. 

942.  cm. 

1  ATTEND,  and  mark  the  solemn  fast 
Which  to  the  Lord  is  dear  ; 
Disdain  the  false,  unhallowed  mask, 
Which  vain  dissemblers  wear. 
570 


FAST. 

2  Do  I  delight  in  sorrow's  mask  ? 

Saith  he  who  reigns  above  ; 
The  hanging  head  and  rueful  look, 
Will  they  attract  iny  love  ? 

3  Let  such  as  feel  oppression's  load 

Thy  tender  pity  share  ; 
And  let  the  helpless,  homeless  poor 
Be*thy  peculiar  care. 

4  Go,  bid  the  hungry  orphan  be 

With  thy  abundance  blessed  ; 

Invite  the  wand'rer  to  thy  gate, 

And  spread  the  couch  of  rest. 

5  Let  him  who  pines  with  piercing  cold 

By  thee  be  warmed  and  clad  ; 

Be  thine  the  blissful  task  to  make 

The  downcast  mourner  glad. 

943.      8s&6s.     (Peculiar). 

1  FROM  foes  that  would  the  land  devour 
From  guilty  pride,  and  lust  of  power  ; 

.    From  wild  sedition's  lawless  hour  ; 

From  yoke  of  slavery  ; 
From  blinded  zeal,  by  faction  led  ; 
From  giddy  change,  by  fancy  bred  ; 
From  poisoned  error's  serpent  head, — 

Good  Lord,  preserve  us  free  ' 

2  Defend,  0  God,  with  guardian  hand, 
The  laws  and,  rulers  of  our  land  ; 
And  grant  thy  churches  grace  to  stand 

In  faith  and  unity  ! 
Thy  Spirit's  help  of  thee  we  crave, 
That  thy  Messiah,  sent  to  save, 
Returning  to  the  world,  might  have 

A  people  serving  thee. 
571 


FAST. 

944.  l.  m. 

1  0,  RIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  Judge  supreme, 
"We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name  ; 

And  all  our  ciwing  guilt  we  own, 
In  dust  and  tears  before  thy  throne  ! 

2  So  manifold  our  crimes  have  been, 
Such  crimson  tincture  dyes  our  sin* 
That,  could  we  all  its  horrors  know, 

Our  streaming  eyes  with  blood  might  flow. 

3  Estranged  from  reverential  awe, 
We  trample  on  thy  sacred  law  ; 

And,  though  such  wonders  grace  has  done, 
Anew  we  crucify  thy  Son. 

4  Justly  might  this  polluted  land 
Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand  ; 

And,  bathed  in  heaven,  thy  sword  might  come 
To  drink  our  blood  and  seal  our  doom. 

5  Yet  hast  thou  not  a  remnant  here 
Whose  souls  are  filled  with  pious  fear  ? 
0,  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigh, 
While  prostrate  at  thy  feet  we  lie  ! 

945.  c.  m. 

1  0,  COME  not  with  thy  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer  ; 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there  ! 

2  Thy  breast  to'beat,  thy  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  ; 
Thy  stubborn  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

572 


SHORTNESS    OF   TIME. 

0,  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 

And  stay  th'  uplifted  rod  ! 

0,  righteous  Judge,  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  all  we  need, 
We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 

And  grace  to  turn  indeed  ! 


XXVI.     SHORTNESS  OF  TIME. 


948.    c.  m. 

1  HOW  swift,  alas,  the  moments  fly  ! 

How  rush  the  years  along  ! 
Scarce  here,  yet  gone  already  by  ; 
The  burden  of  a  song. 

2  See  childhood,  youth,  and  manhood  pass, 

And  age  with  furrowed  brow  ; 

Time  was,  time  shall  be,  but,  alas  ! 

Where,  where  in  time  is  now  ? 

3  Time  is  the  measure  but  of  change  ; 

No  present  hour  is  found  ; 
The  past,  the  future,  fill  the  range 
Of  time's  unceasing  round. 

4  Then,  pilgrim,  let  thy  joys  and  fears 

On  time  no  longer  lean  ; 
But  henceforth  all  thy  hopes  and  fears 
From  earth's  affections  wean. 
573 


SHORTNESS   OF   TIME. 

947.  c.  m. 

1  THE  time  is  short  :  sinners,  beware, 

Nor  trifle  time  away  ; 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  jet  't  is  called  to-day. 

2  The  time  is  short  :  0,  sinners,  now 

To  Christ  the  Lord  submit ; 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow, 
And  fall  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

3  The  time  is  short  :  ye  saints,  rejoice, 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come  ; 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Saviour's  voice, 
To  call  you  to  your  home  ! 

948.  c.  m. 

1  TIME  hastens  on  ;  ye  longing  saints, 

Now  raise  your  voices  high  ; 

And  magnify  that  sov'reign  love 

Which  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  As  time  departs  salvation  comes  ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  : 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 
Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  course  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  transported  eyes. 

949.  l.  m. 

1  GOD  of  eternity,  from  thee 

Did  infant  time  his  being  draw  ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 
574 


SHORTNESS    OP    TIME. 

2  Silent,  but  swift,  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  which  it  rose. 

3  Great  Source  of  wisdom  !  teach  our  hearts 

To  know  the  worth  of  every  hour  ; 
That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

950.  s.  m. 

1  TO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 

Lodged  in  thy  sov'reign  hand  ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
0,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day  ! 

3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awake,  by  thine  almighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care  ; 

0,  be  that  still  pursued, 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed  ! 

951.  s.  m. 

1  THE  swift-declining  day, 
How  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 
While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 
575 


BREVITY    AND    FRAILTY    OF    LIFE. 

2  Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace  ; 

Improve  the  hours  of  light ; 
And  know,  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 

Your  feet  shall  quickly  slide, 
And  from  its  airy  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 

4  "What  most  demands  your  care, 

0  be  it  still  pursued  ! 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 


XXVII.     BREVITY  AND    FRAILTY   OF 
LIFE. 


952.    cm. 

1  HOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  ! 

How  vast  our  souls'  affairs  ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedless  on  ; 
And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 
576 


BREVITY   AXD   FRAILTY    OF    LIFE. 

4  Draw  us,  0  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 
And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh  ! 


953.    s.  m. 

1  LORD ,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  't  is, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  ! 

2  Alas,  't  was  brittle  clay 

That  built  our  body  first  ; 
And  every  month  and  every  day 
'T  is  mould'ring  back  to  dust. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  "Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We  '11  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
■TTe  '11  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They  '11  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 
Soon  shall  we  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

954.    o.  m. 

OUR  days,  alas,  our  mortal  days 

Are  short  and  wretched  too  ! 
"  Evil  and  few,"  the  patriarch  says, 

And  well  the  patriarch  knew. 
37  577 


BREVITY    AND    FRAILTY    OF    LIFE. 

2  'T  is  but,  at  best,  a  narrow  bound, 

That  Heaven  allows  to  men  ; 
And  pains  and  sins  run  through  the  round 
Of  threescore  years  and  ten. 

3  "Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few, 

Run  on,  my  days,  in  haste  ; 
Moments  of  sin,  and  months  of  woe, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fast. 

955.      C.  M. 

1  TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast ; 

How  short  the  fleeting  time  ! 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  What  can  I  wish,  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures,  —  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

4  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desire  recall  ; 
I  give  my  mortal  int'rest  up, 
Anfl  make  my  God  my  all. 

956.    o.  m. 

1  FEW,  few  and  evil  are  thy  days, 
Man,  of  a  woman  born  ; 
Peril  and  trouble  haunt  thy  ways  ; 
Forth,  like  a  flower  at  morn, 

578 


DEATH. 

The  tender  infant  springs  to  light, 
Youth  blossoms  to  the  breeze, 

Age,  withering  age,  is  cropt  ere  night  ; 
Man,  like  a  shadow,  flees. 

And  dost  thou  look  on  such  a  one  ? 

Will  God  to  judgment  call 
A  worm,  for  what  a  worm  hath  done 

Against  the  Lord  of  all  ? 
As  fail  the  waters  from  the  deep, 

As  summer-brooks  run  dry, 
Man  lieth  down  in  dreamless  sleep  ; 

His  life  is  vanity. 

Man  lieth  down,  no  more  to  wake, 

Till  yonder  arching  sphere 
Shall  with  a  roll  of  thunder  break, 

And  nature  disappear. 
0  hide  me  till  thy  wrath  be  past, 

Thou,  who  canst  slay  or  save  ! 
Hide  me  where  hope  may  anchor  fast 

In  my  Redeemer's  grave. 


XXVIII.     DEATH. 

957.      L.  M. 

1  IT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand 

Weakens  our  strength  amid  the  race  ; 
Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  0  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 

And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon  ? 
579 


DEATH. 

3  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage  : 
Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  lives, 
Christ  is  the  same  through  every  age. 

4  'T  was  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 
This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  fade, 
And  all  be  changed  at  his  command. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky, 

Like  garments,  shall  be  laid  aside  ; 
But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high, 
Thy  church  forever  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  saints  shall  live, 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  fading  world  they  shall  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  raised  again. 

958.    cm. 

1  LIFE  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour  ; 

How  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
And  nature  Aveeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears ; 

Behold  the  Saviour  nigh  ; 
And  when  in  glory  lie  a] 'pears. 
Thy  joys  shall  never  die. 

580 


DEATH. 

959.     8s  &  7s. 

1  SISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze  ; 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber, 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low  ; 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number, 
Here  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us  ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 

But  't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us  ; 

He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  mortality  has  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

960.      12s  &  lis. 

1  THOU  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will  not  de- 

plore thee, 
Tho'  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the  tomb  ; 
The  Saviour  has  passed  thro'  its  portals  before  thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  we  no  longer  behold 

thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy 
side  ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 
thee,  _ 

And  sumers  may  hope,since  the  Saviour  hath  died. 
581 


DEATH. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  de- 
plore thee ; 
Since  God  was  thy   ransom,  thy  guardian,  thy 
guide  ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore  thee  ; 
And  death  has  no  sting  since  the  Saviour  hath 
died. 

961.  c.  m. 

1  IF,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 

My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
And  wait  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 
Great  God,  at  thy  command  ; 

2  Thou  Source  of  light  and  joy  supreme, 

"Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

3  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head, 
And  let  a  beam  of  life  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

962.  l.  m. 

1  THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 

And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipt  by  the  winds'  untimely  blast, 

Parched  by  the  sun's  director  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 
The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows  ; 

5S2 


DEATH. 

Fairer  than  spring  the  colors  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  But  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years, 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 


963.    cm. 

1  GREAT  God,  I  own  the  sentence  just, 

And  nature  must  decay  ; 
I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 
To  dwell  with  fellow  clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs  ; 

My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 

My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  Conq'ror  shall  appear 

High  on  a  royal  seat, 
And  death ,  the  last  of  all  his  foes 
Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet. 

984.      L.  M. 

1  ASLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes  ! 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 
Whoso  waking  is  supremely  blest  ! 

583 


DEATH. 

No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  that  hour 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Affects  this  precious  hiding-place  ; 
On  India's  plains  or  Lapland's  snows 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

965.  Si  M. 

1  0  FOR  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 
0  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward  ! 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground, 

In  silent  hope  may  lie, 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

966.  Ss&7s. 

1  PASTOR,  thou  art  from  us  taken 

In  the  glory  of  thy  years, 
As  the  oak,  by  tempests  shaken, 
Falls  ere  time  its  verdure  sears. 

2  Here,  where  oft  thy  lip  hath  taught  us 

Of  the  Lamb  who  died  to  save, 
Whore  thy  guiding  hand   hath  brought  us 
To  the  deep  baptismal  wave  ; 

3  Pale  and  cold  we  see  thee  lying 

In  God's  temple,  once  so  dear, 


DEATH. 

And  the  mourners'  bitter  sighing 
Falls  unheeded  on  thine  ear. 

4  All  thy  love  and  zeal,  to  lead  us 

Where  immortal  fountains  flow, 
And  on  living  bread  to  feed  us, 
In  our  fond  remembrance  glow. 

5  May  the  conq'ring  faith  that  cheered  thee 

When  thy  foot  on  Jordan  pressed, 
Guide  our  spirits  while  we  leave  thee 
In  the  tomb  that  Jesus  blessed. 

967.  l.  m. 

1  UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  ansiou»fear, 

Invades  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed  ;   • 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend,  0  earth,  his  sovereign  word  ! 
Restore  thy  trust ;  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

968.  s.  m. 

1  I  HEARD  a  voice  from  heaven 
Say,  "  Blessed  is  the  doom 
585 


DEATH. 

Of  those  whose  trust  is  in  the  Lord, 
When  sinking  to  the  tomb." 

2  The  Holy  Spirit  spake, 

And  I  the  words  repeat : 
"  Blessed  are  they  "  — for,  after  toil, 
To  mortals  rest  is  sweet. 


969.    l.  m. 

1  HO~W  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 

When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  the  broad  sun's  retiring  ray 
Sheds  a  mild  lustre  o'er  the  scene  ! 

2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour, 

So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest ; 
And  faith,  rekindling  all  its  power, 
Lights  up  the  languor  of  his  breast. 

3  There  is  a  radiance  in  his  eye, 

A  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek, 
That  seems  to  tell  of  glory  nigh, 

In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 

4  Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 

Whom  God's  own  Spirit  deigns  to  bless? 
To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 
Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness  ? 

970.    6s. 

1  FLUNG  to  the  heedless  winds, 
Or  on  the  waters  cast, 
Their  ashes  shall  be  watched, 
And  gathered  at  the  last : 
586 


DEATH. 

And  from  that  scattered  duet, 

Around  us  and  abroad, 
Have  sprung  a  plenteous  seed 

Of  witnesses  for  God. 

2  Jesus  hath  now  received 

Their  latest  living  breath  ; 
Yet  vain  is  Satan's  boast 

Of  vict'ry  in  their  death  : 
Still,  still,  though  dead,  they  speak, 

And,  triumph-tongued,  proclaim 
To  many  a  wakening  land 

The  one  availing  Name. 

971.    cm. 

1  WHEN  those  we  love  are  snatched  away 

By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay 
That  friendship  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

With  awful  power  imprest, 
May  this  dread  truth,  I  too  may  die, 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  allure  no  more  ; 

Behold  the  opening  tomb  ; 
It  bids  us  use  the  present  hour  ; 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  instructive  scene 

May  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  faithful  warning  vain 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  0  let  us  to  that  Saviour  fly, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save  ! 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
587 


DEATE. 

972.  s.  m. 

1  THE  mighty  flood  that  rolls 

Its  torrents  to  the  main, 
Can  ne'er  recall  its  waters  lost 
From  that  abyss  again. 

2  So  days,  and  years,  and  time, 

Descending  down  to  night, 
Can  thenceforth  nevermore  return 
Back  to  the  sphere  of  light ; 

3  And  man,  when  in  the  grave, 

Can  never  quit  its  gloom, 
Until  th'  eternal  morn  shall  wake 
The  slumber  of  the  tomb. 

4  0  may  I  find  in  death 

A  hiding-place  with  God, 
Secure  from  woe  and  sin,  till  called 
To  share  his  blest  abode  ! 

973.  c.  m. 

1  HOW  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run, 

Cut  down  in  all  his  bloom  ; 

The  course  but  yesterday  begun, 

Now  finished  in  the  tomb  ! 

2  Thou  joyous  youth,  hence  learn  how  soon 

Thy  years  may  end  their  flight ; 

Long,  long  before  life's  brilliant  noon 

May  come  death's  gloomy  night. 


3  To  serve  thy  God  no  longer  wait, 
To-day  his  voice  regard  ; 
To-morrow,  mercy's  open  gate 
May  be  forever  barred. 
588 


RESURRECTION. 


And  thus  the  Lord  reveals  his  grace, 
Thy  youthful  love  to  gain  ; 

The  soul  that  early  seeks  his  face 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 


XXIX.    RESURRECTION. 


974.  c.  m. 

1  WHEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

This  rending  earth  shall  shake  ; 
When  opening  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 
And  dust  to  life  awake  ; 

2  Those  bodies  that  corrupted  fell 

Shall  incorrupted  rise, 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung 

Is  now  at  last  fulfilled  : 
That  Death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign, 
And,  vanquished,  quit  the  field. 

4  Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  thus  begin  to  sing  : 
"  0  Grave,  where  is  thy  triumph  now  ? 
And  where,  0  Death,  thy  sting?  " 

975.  o.  m. 

1  ALL  nature  dies,  and  lives  again  : 
The  flowers,  that  paint  the  field  ; 
The  trees,  that  crown  the  mountain's  brow, 
And  boughs  and  blossoms  yield  ; 
589 


RESURRECTION. 

2  Resign  the  honors  of  their  form 

At  winter's  stormy  blast, 
And  leave  the  naked,  leafless  plain, 
A  desolated  waste. 

3  Yet  soon  reviving  plants  and  flowers 

Anew  shall  deck  the  plain  ; 
The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  spring, 
And  flourish  green  again. 

4  So,  to  the  dreary  grave  consigned, 

Man  sleeps  in  death's  dark  gloom, 
Until  the  final  morning  wake 
The  slumbers  of  the  tomb. 

976.    l.m. 

1  SHALL  man,  0  God  of  light  and  life, 

Forever  moulder  in  the  grave  ? 
Canst  thou  forget  thy  glorious  work, 
Thy  promise,  and  thy  power  to  save  ? 

2  In  those  dark,  silent  realms  of  night 

Shall  peace  and  hope  no  more  arise  ? 
No  future  morning  light  the  tomb, 
Nor  day-star  gild  the  darksome  skies  ? 

3  Cease,  cease,  ye  vain  desponding  fears  ; 

When  Christ,  our  Lord,  from  darkness  sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 

And  heaven  with  praise  and  wonder  rang. 

4  Faith  sees  the  bright,  eternal  doors 

Unfold  to  make  his  children  way  ; 
They  shall  be  clothed  with  endless  life, 
And  shine  in  everlasting  day. 

5  The  trump  shall  sound  ;  the  dead  shall  wake  ; 

From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumb'rers  spring  ; 
Through  heaven,  with  joy,  their  myriads  rise, 
And  hail  their  Saviour  and  their  King. 
590 


RESURRECTION. 

977.      [Chant.] 

1  IF  a  man  die,  shall  he  |  live  a-  |  gain  ? 

All  the  days  of  my  appointed  |  time  will  I  |  wait 
Till  |  my  change  |  come. 

2  For  there  is  hope  of  a  tree,  if  it  J  be  cut  |  down 
That  it  will  |  sprout  a-  |  gain, 

And  that  the  tender  branch  thereof  |  will  not  | 
cease. 

3  Though  the  root  thereof  wax  |  old  in  the  |  earth, 
Yet  through  the  scent  of  |  water  it  will  |  bud, 
And  bring  forth  |  boughs  like  a  |  plant. 

4  But  man  dieth  and  |  wasteth  a-  |  way  ; 
Yea,  man  giveth  I  up  the  |  ghost, 
And  j  where  is  |  he  ? 

5  As  the  waters  I  fail  from  the  |  sea, 
So  man  lieth  down,  and  |  riseth  |  not 
Till  the  |  heavens  be  no  |  more. 

6  0  that  thou  would'st  |  hide  me  in  the  |  grave, 
That  thou  would'st  keep  me  in  secret,  till  thy  J 

wrath  be  |  past ! 
That  thou  would'st  appoint  me  a  set  time,  and 
re-  |  member  |  me  ! 

7  For  I  know  that  my  Re-  |  deemer  |  liveth, 
And  that  he  shall  stand  in  the  latter  day  up-  | 

on  the  |  earth  ; 
And,  though  worms  destroy  this  body,  yet  in  my 
flesh  shall  I  |  see  —  |  God. 

978.    cm. 

1  AS  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again 
Victorious  from  the  dead, 
So  his  disciples  rise  and  reign 
With  their  triumphant  Head. 
591 


RESURRECTION. 

2  The  time  draws  nigh,  when,  from  the  clouds, 

Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend, 
And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 

3  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  jo j  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 
Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 

4  Together  to  their  Father's  house 

With  joyful  hearts  they  go  ; 
And  dwell  forever  with  the  Lord, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  woe. 

5  A  few  short  years  of  evil  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore, 
Where  death-divided  friends  at  last 
Shall  meet,  to  part  no  more. 

979.    c.  m. 

1  BEHOLD  the  western  evening  light ! 

It  melts  in  deeper  gloom  ; 
So  calm  the  righteous  sink  away, 

Descending  to  the  tomb. 
The  winds  breathe  low  ;  the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 

When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

2  How  beautiful,  on  all  the  hills, 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'T  is  like  the  peace  the  dying  gives 

To  mourners  round  his  bed. 
How  mildly  on  the  wand'ring  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast  ! 
So  sweet  the  mem'ry  left  behind 

When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 
592 


RESURRECTION. 

3  And,  lo,  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper  star  appears  ! 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 

Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 
Night  falls,  but  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore  ; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 

Shall  wake,  to  close  no  more. 

980.    c.  m. 

1  0  FOR  the  eye  of  faith  divine, 

To  pierce  beyond  the  grave  ; 
To  see  that  Friend,  and  call  him  mine, 
Whose  arm  is  strong  to  save  ! 

2  Behold  my  glorious  Leader  nigh  ! 

My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

3  Lord,  if  in  death  I  offered  be, 

Watch  thou  my  sleeping  dust ; 
My  spirit  I  '11  commit  to  thee  ; 
Accept  the  sacred  trust  — 

4  Till  thou  shalt  in  thy  glory  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise, 
And,  clothed  in  full  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

981.    s.  m. 

1  AND  must  this  body  die  ; 
This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 

Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay? 
38  593 


RESURRECTION. 

2  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And,  from  the  bending  skies, 
Still  watches  o'er  the  sleeping  dust 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace, 

Our  bodies  then  -will  shine, 

And  every  shape  and  every  face 

Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 


982.      5s&6s. 

1  THERE  's  rest  in  the  grave  ; 
Life's  toils  are  all  past, 
Night  cometh  at  last ; 
How  calmly  I  rest 

In  the  sleep  of  the  blest, 
Nor  hear  life's  storm  rave 
O'er  my  green,  grassy  grave  ! 

2  No  rest  in  the  grave  ! 
Heaven's  dawn  purples  fast ; 
Morn's  splendors  are  cast 
Like  shafts  through  the  gloom 
Of  the  dark,  silent  tomb  ; 
Heaven's  fair  bowers  wave  ; 
No  rest  in  the  grave  ! 

3  Arise  from  the  grave  ! 
Heaven's  bright,  burning  throng 
Come  rushing  along  ; 

594 


RESURRECTION. 

They  gird  me  about, 
And  triumphant  shout, 
As  myriad  palms  wave, 
"  Ascend  from  the  grave  !  " 

983.    cm. 

1  THE  winter  past,  reviving  flowers 

Anew  shall  paint  the  plain  ; 
The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  spring, 
And  flourish  green  again. 

2  Shall  man  depart  this  earthly  scene, 

Ah,  never  to  return  ! 
No  second  spring  of  life  revive 
The  ashes  of  the  urn  ? 

3  Shall  life  revisit  dying  worms, 

And  spread  the  insect's  wing  ? 
And,  0,  shall  man  awake  no  more, 
The  Saviour's  name  to  sing  ? 

4  Cease,  all  ye  vain  desponding  fears  ! 

When  Christ  from  darkness  sprang, 
Death,  the  last  foe,  was  captive  led, 
And  heaven  with  praises  rang. 

5  The  trump  shall  sound  ;  the  gates  of  death 

Shall  make  his  children  way  ; 
From  the  cold  tomb  the  slumb'rers  spring, 
And  shine  in  endless  day. 

984.    7s. 

1  THERE  in  peace  his  dust  is  laid  ; 
Jesus  watches  o'er  his  bed  ; 
There  in  certain  hope  to  lie 
Till  the  trumpet  shakes  the  sky. 
595 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

2  One  more  safe —  the  race  is  run  ! 
Bright  and  brighter  was  the  sun, 
Till  the  shining  noonday  glowed 
O'er  the  pilgrim's  heavenward  roi  d. 

3  Yet  a  few  more  changing  days, 
Winter's  cold,  and  sun's  bright  rays  ; 
Yet  a  few  more  flowers  to  dress 
Earth's  prolific  wilderness  ; 

4  Then  round  the  believer's  tomb 

Light  from  heaven  shall  cheer  the  gloom, 
While  the  prison-house  shall  shake  ; 
First  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  wake. 

5  Glorious  hour  !  though  sons  of  men 
Know  not  how  and  know  not  when  ; 
Lord,  'tis  thine  to  choose  the  day, 
Theirs  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray. 


XXX.     MESSIAH'S   TRIUMPH  AND 
REIGN. 

985.     8s,  7s&4s. 

1  HAIL,  thou  happy  morn  so  glorious  ! 

Come,  ye  saints,  your  griefs  give  o'er  ; 
Sing  how  Jesus  rose  victorious, 
By  his  own  almighty  power  : 

Hallelujah 
To  the  glorious  Son  of  Cod  ! 

2  Countless  bands  of  angels  glorious, 

Clothed  in  bright  ethereal  blue  ; 
Straight  the  sound  of  Christ  victorious 
From  their  silver  trumpets  flew  ; 
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Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

Christ  triumphant 
Rises,  Conq'ror  o'er  the  tomb. 

3  Is  that  he  who  died  on  Calvary, 

Who  was  pierced  with  many  a  spear  ? 
Clad  with  countless  suns  of  glory, 
See,  he  rises  through  the  air  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Zion's  mourners  now  rejoice. 

4  Tremble,  ye  who  him  rejected, 

Lo,  he  breaks  through  yonder  cloud  ! 
Rise,  ye  saints,  and  shout  triumphant, 
Victory,  through  Jesus'  blood  : 

Hark !  the  trumpet 
Sounds  the  resurrection  morn  ! 


986.    p.  m. 

1  THE  last  lovely  morning, 

All  blooming  and  fair, 
Is  fast  onward  fleeting, 

And  soon  will  appear  ; 
O,  let  us  be  ready 

To  hail  the  glad  day, 
While  the  mighty  trump  sounds, 

"  Come,  come  away  !  " 

2  And  when  that  bright  morning 

In  splendor  shall  dawn, 
Our  tears  will  be  ended, 
Our  sorrows  all  gone  ; 

While  the  mighty,  &c. 

3  The  Bridegroom  from  glory 

To  earth  shall  descend  ; 
Ten  thousand  bright  angels 
Around  him  attend ; 

While  the  mighty,  &c. 
597 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AXD    REIGN. 

4  The  graves  will  be  opened, 

The  dead  will  arisa, 
And  with  the  Redeemer 
Mount  up  to  the  skies  ; 

While  the  mighty,  &c. 

5  The  saints  then  immortal 

In  glory  shall  reign  ; 
The  Bride  with  the  Bridegroom 
Forever  remain  ; 

While  the  mighty,  &c. 

987.     L.  M.  6  1. 

1  HAIL,  blessed  scene  of  endless  joy, 

"Where  Jesus  shall  forever  reign  ; 
Where  nothing  hurtful  shall  annoy, 

But  gladness  fill  the  happy  plain  ! 
Free  from  all  sin,  and  free  from  fear, 
None  shall  e'er  sigh  or  shed  a  tear. 

2  Ten  thousand  thousands  then  shall  raise 

Their  joyful  notes,  and  sing  this  strain  : 
Awake  the  song  of  grateful  praise 

Unto  the  Lamb  who  once  was  slain  ; 
Hosannas,  loud  hosannas  sing, 
Hosannas  to  th'  eternal  King. 

3  Forever  there  with  Jesus  blest, 

They  fear  no  death,  and  feel  no  pain, 
But  there  shall  be  in  endless  rest, 

Where  dangers  ne'er  shall  threat  again  ; 
For  Jesus  reigns,  and  they  shall  share 
With  him  his  fullest  glory  there. 

988.    l.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  will  come  ;  the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  hills  their  fixed  seat  forsake  : 
598 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

And,  withering,  from  the  vault  of  night 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come,  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came  ; 

A  silent  Lamb  to  slaughter  led, 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  will  come,  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame,  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

4  Can  this  be  he  who  wont  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride? 
0  God,  is  this  the  Crucified? 

5  While  sinners  in  despair  shall  call, 

11  Rocks,  hide  us  !  mountains,  on  us  fall !  " 
The  saints,  ascending  from  the  tomb, 
Shall  joyful  sing,  "  The  Lord  is  come  !  " 


989.    l.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  is  coming  in  the  clouds, 
Is  coming  with  angelic  crowds  ; 
An  universal  shout  shall  rend 
The  air,  and  Jesus  will  descend. 

2  How  grand  the  pomp  of  his  descent ! 
What  glory  waits  on  the  event  ! 
The  glory  that  to  heaven  belongs 

Is  his,  and  his  the  angels'  songs. 

3  Unlike  to  those  who  nothing  see 
Beyond  the  world,  those  men  should  be 
Who  look  for  Jesus  in  the  air, 

And  know  that  they  shall  meet  him  there. 
599 


MESSIAH  S   TRIUMPH   AND   REIGN- 

990.   7s. 

1  HARK  !  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore. 

2  Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 

God  Omnipotent  shall  reign  ; 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

3  Hallelujah  !  hark !  the  sound 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies. 

4  See  Jehovah's  banner  furled, 

Sheathed  his  sword,  he  speaks,  't  is  done, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

5  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole, 

With  illimitable  sway  ; 
He  shall  reign  when  like  a  scroll 
Yonder  heavens  shall  pass  away. 

991.    c.  p.  m. 

1  HIS  kingdom  comes  !  ye  saints  rejoice, 
Let  earth  and  heaven  unite  their  voice 

To  swell  the  lofty  strain  ; 
Proclaim  the  joyful  news  abroad  ; 
The  mighty  King,  the  glorious  Lord  ; 

He  comes  on  earth  to  reign. 

2  High  o'er  the  pomp  of  worldly  state, 
On  chosen  Zion's  lofty  seat, 

Messiah  sots  his  throne  ; 
GOO 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

Now  shall  the  lands  confess  his  power, 
And  all  the  earth  his  name  adore, 
And  serve  the  Lord  alone. 

Before  the  terrors  of  his  face 
Let  mortal  man  his  pride  abase, 

And  every  idol  fall  ; 
Prostrate  be  every  haughty  foe,^ 
The  pomp  and  power  of  earth  lie  low, 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

•2.      L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  thv  wandering  sheep  behold  ! 

See,  Lord,  with  yearning  bowels  see, 
The  souls  that  cannot  find  the  fold, 

Till  sought  and  gathered  in  by  thee. 
Christ,  the  world's  desire  and  hope, 

Power  complete  to  thee  is  given  ; 
Set  the  last  great  empire  up, 

Eternal  Lord  of  heaven. 

2  Where  they  all  thy  laws  have  spurned. 

Thy  holiest  name  profaned, 
Where  the  ruined  world  hath  mourned 

With  blood  of  millions  slain  ; 
Open  there  th'  ethereal  scene, 

Claim  the  heathen  tribes  for  thine, 
There  the  endless  reign  begin 

With  majesty  divine. 

3  Then,  according  to  thy  word, 

Salvation  is  revealed  ! 
With  thy  glorious  knowledge,  Lord, 

The  new-made  earth  is  filled  ; 
Then  we  sound  the  mystery, 

The  depths  and  heights  of  Godhead  prove, 
Swallowed  up  in  mercy's  sea, 

Forever  lost  in  love. 
601 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

993.    l.  m. 

1  YES,  mighty  Jesus,  thou  shalt  reign 

Till  all  thy  haughty  foes  submit ; 
Till  hell  and  all  her  trembling  train 
Become  the  footstool  of  thy  feet. 

2  Then  rescued  souls  shall  bless  thy  power. 

Thine  arm  will  full  salvation  bring  ; 
Thy  saints,  in  that  illustrious  hour, 

Shall  conquer  with  their  conq'ring  King. 

3  When  ranged  thy  blazing  throne  around, 

The  Saviour's  honor  we  '11  proclaim  ; 

While  heaven's  transported  realms  resound 

His  glorious  deeds  and  precious  name. 

994.      8s  &  7s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  MARK  that  pilgrim  lowly  bending 
At  the  shrine  of  prayer,  ascending 
Praise  and  sighs  together  blending 

From  his  lips  in  mournful  strain  ; 
Glowing  with  sincere  contrition, 
And  with  childlike,  blest  submission. 
Ever  riseth  this  petition  : 

"  Jesus,  come,  0  come  to  reign  !" 

2  List  again  :  the  low  earth  sigheth , 
And  the  blood  of  martyrs  crieth 
From  its  bosom,  where  there  lieth 

Millions  upon  millions  slain  ; 
"  Lord,  how  long,"  ere,  thy  word  given, 
All  the  wicked  shall  be  driven 
From  the  earth  by  bolts  of  heaven? 

"  Jesus,  come,  0  come  to  reign  !" 

3  Kingdoms  now  are  reeling,  falling, 
Xations  lie  in  woe  appalling, 

602 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

On  their  sages  vainly  calling 
All  these  wonders  to  explain  ; 

While  the  slain  around  are  lying, 

God's  own  little  flock  are  sighing, 

And  in  secret  places  crying, 

"  Jesus,  come,  0  come  to  reign  !  " 

4  Here  the  wicked  live  securely, 
Of  to-morrow  boasting  surely, 

While  from  those  who  're  walking  purely 

They  extort  dishonest  gain  ; 
Yea,  the  meek  are  burdened,  driven, 
Want  and  care  to  them  are  given, 
But  they  lift  the  cry  to  heaven, 

"  Jesus,  come,  0  come  to  reign  !  " 

5  Christian,  cheer  thee,  land  is  nearing  ; 
Still  be  hopeful,  nothing  fearing  ; 
Soon,  in  majesty  appearing, 

You  '11  behold  the  Lamb  once  slain  ; 
0,  how  joyful  then  to  hear  him, 
While  all  nations  shall  revere  him, 
Saying  to  his  flock  who  fear  him, 

' '  I  have  come  on  earth  to  reign 


i  " 


995.    p.  m. 

1  WHEN  the  King  of  kings  comes, 
When  the  Lord  of  lords  comes, 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes  ; 
Great  Babylon  is  broken  down, 
And  kingdoms  once  of  great  renown, 
And  saints  now  suff'ring  wear  the  crown 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

2  When  the  trump  of  God  calls, 
When  the  last  of  foes  falls, 
AYe  shall  have  a  joyful  day 

603 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes  ; 
0  then  the  saints,  raised  from  the  dead, 
Are  with  the  living  gathered, 
And  all  made  like  their  glorious  Head, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

When  the  foe's  distress  comes, 
Then  the  church's  "  rest  "  comes  ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes  ; 
And  then  the  new  Jerusalem, 
Surpassing  all  reports  of  fame, 
Shines,  worthy  of  its  Maker's  name, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

When  the  world  its  course  has  run, 
When  the  judgment  is  begun, 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes  ; 
To  see  the  sons  of  God,  well  known, 
All  spotless  to  their  Father  shown, 
And  Jesus  all  his  brethren  own, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

When  the  Conqueror's  hour  comes, 
When  he  with  great  power  comes, 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes  ; 
To  see  all  things  by  him  restored, 
And  God  himself  alone  adored 
By  all  the  saints,  with  one  accord, 

When  the  Kino;  of  kino-s  comes. 


996.    p.m. 

1  REJOICE,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming ; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom  ; 
And  Zion's  children  then  shall  sing, 
The  deserts  all  are  blossoming. 
004 


MESSIAH'S   TRIUMPH    AKD    REIGN- 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coining  ; 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom  ; 
The  gospel  banner  wide  untuned, 
Shall  wave  in  triumph  o'er  the  world, 
And  every  creature,  bond  and  tree, 
Shall  hail  the  glorious  jubilee.  _ 

Reioice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming  ; 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom. 

2  Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Reioice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing  ; 
From  Zion  shall  the  law  go  iorth, 
And  all  shall  hear,  from  south  to  north. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Reioice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing  ; 
And  truth  shall  sit  on  every  hill, 
And  blessings  flow  in  every  rill, 
And  praise  shall  every  heart  employ, 
And  every  voice  shall  shout  for  joy.  _ 
Reioice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing. 

3  Reioice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming  ; 

Reioice  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  peace  shall  reign  ; 
And  lambs  may  with  the  leopard  play, 
For  naught  shall  harm  in  Zion's  way. 

Reioice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming  ; 

Reioice   rejoice,  the  Prince  of  peace  shall  reign  ; 
The  sword  and  spear,  of  needless  worth, 
Shall  find  no  place  in  the  new  earth  ; 
For  peace  shall  smile  from  shore  to  shore, 
And  nations  shall  learn  war  no  more.^ 

Reioice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming  ; 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  peace  shall  reign. 

997.    p.m. 

1  HARK,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
Sound  the  notes  of  praise  above  ; 
605 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices  ; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  Amen. 

2  Jesus,  hail,  whose  glory  brightens 

All  above,  and  gives  it  worth  ; 
Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth  ; 
When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 
Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  Amen  ! 

3  King  of  glory,  reign  forever, 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  shalt  call  thine  own  ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  Amen  ! 

4  Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing  ; 

Bring,  0  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  : 
Then  with  golden  harps  we  '11  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah,  hallelujah,  Amen  ! 

998.    s.  m. 

1  LORD  Jesus,  come ;  for  here 

Our  path  through  wilds  is  laid  ; 
We  watch,  as  for  the  day-spring  near, 
Amid  the  breaking  shade. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  hosts 

Meet  on  the  battle-plain  ; 
606 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

Our  holiest  hopes  seem  vainest  boasts, 
And  tears  are  shed  like  rain. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  the  slave 

Still  bears  his  heavy  chains  ; 
Their  daily  bread  the  hungry  crave, 
While  teem  the  fruitful  plains. 

4  Hark  !  herald  voices  near 

Lead  on  thy  happier  day  ; 
Come,  Lord,  and  our  hosannas  hear  ; 
We  wait  to  strew  thy  way. 


999.    cm. 

1  WHEN  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 

And  tempests  rend  the  skies  ; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire, 
In  harsh  disorder  rise  ; 

2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I  '11  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song  ; 
My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
And  all  inspired  my  tongue. 

3  I  '11  shout  aloud,  "  Ye  thunders,  roll, 

And  shake  the  sullen  sky  ; 
Your  sounding  voice,  from  pole  to  pole, 
In  angry  murmurs  try. 

4  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 

And  clouds  the  heavens  deform  ; 
Blow,  all  ye  winds,  from  everyplace, 
And  rush  the  final  storm  !  ' ' 

5  Come  quickly,  blessed  Lord,  appear  ; 

Bid  the  swift  chariot  fly  ; 
Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
And  snatch  me  to  the  sky. 
607 


MESSIAHS    TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

6  Around  thy  wheels,  in  the  glad  throng, 
I  'd  bear  a  joyful  part  ; 
All  hallelujah  on  nry  tqngue, 
All  rapture  in  my  heart. 

Nigh. 

1000.      L.M. 

1  THE  Saviour  conies,  his  advent 's  nigh, 
He  soon  will  rend  the  azure  sky  ; 
Descending  swift  to  earth  again, 
When  God  shall  dwell  indeed  with  men. 

2  0  happy  day,  when  wars  shall  cease, 
And  ransomed  earth  be  filled  with  peace  ; 
When  sin  and  death  no  more  shall  reign, 
And  Eden  bloom  on  earth  again  ! 

3  Saints,  lift  your  heads  ;  that  day  is  near, 
When  your  Redeemer  shall  appear, 

To  take  the  kingdom  and  the  crown, 
And  make  his  ransomed  bride  his  own. 

4  Shall  not  his  people  sing  for  joy  ? 

Shall  not  the  church  their  songs  employ  ? 
Sing,  ye  who  will  ;  sing  while  ye  may, 
And  shout  for  joy  th'  approaching  day. 


1001.     8s  &  7s.     [Peculiar.] 

THE  night  is  wearing  fast  away, 

A  gleam  of  light  is  dawning, 
Sweet  harbinger  of  that  bright  day, 

The  fair  millennial  morning  ! 
Gloomy  and  dark  the  night  has  been, 

And  long  the  way  and  dreary  ; 
And  sad  the  weeping  saints  arc  seen, 

And  faint,  and  worn,  and  weary. 
608 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

2  Ye  mourning  pilgrims,  cease  your  tears, 

And  hush  each  sigh  of  sorrow  ; 
The  light  of  that  bright  morn  appears, 

The  long  Sabbatic  morrow. 
Lift  up  your  heads  —  behold  from  far 

A  flood  of  splendor  streaming ; 
It  is  the  bright  and  Morning-Star, 

In  living  lustre  beaming  ! 

3  And  see  that  star-like  host  around 

Of  angel-bands,  attending  ; 
Hark  !  hark  !  the  trumpet's  glad'ning  sound 

'Mid  shouts  triumphant  blending. 
He  comes,  the  Bridegroom  promised  long  ; 

Go  forth  with  joy  to  meet  him, 
And  raise  the  new  and  nuptial  song, 

In  cheerful  strains  to  greet  him. 


1002.     7s&6s. 

THE  glorious  day  is  coming, 

The  hour  is  rolling  on, 
Its  radiant  light  is  beaming, 

Resplendent  as  the  sun  ; 
In  yon  bright  clouds  of  heaven 

The  Saviour  will  appear, 
And  gather  all  his  chosen 

To  meet  him  in  the  air. 

Then  fire,  from  God  descending, 

Shall  sweep  this  wide  earth  o'er, 
And  nations,  loud  lamenting, 

Shall  sink  to  rise  no  more. 
Though  tears  with  groans  are  blended, 

Yet  still  in  vain  they  cry, 
The  day  of  hope  is  ended  : 

The  sinner  now  must  die. 

39  609 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

But  saints  shall  be  victorious, 

And  joy  to  meet  the  Lord  ; 
An  earth  more  bright  and  glorious 

Is  promised  in  his  word. 
Our  God  himself,  there  reigning, 

Shall  wipe  all  tears  away  ; 
No  clouds  or  night  remaining, 

But  one  eternal  day. 

0,  Christian,  wake  from  sleeping, 

And  let  your  works  abound  ; 
Be  watching,  praying,  weeping, 

For  soon  the  trump  will  sound  ! 
0,  sinner,  hear  the  warning  ; 

To  Jesus  quickly  fly  ; 
Then  you  on  that  blest  morning 

May  meet  him  in  the  sky  ! 


1003.    c.  m. 

1  THE  Lord  our  Saviour  will  appear  ; 

His  day  is  nigh  at  hand  ; 
The  signs  bespeak  his  coming  near, 
And  all  may  understand. 

2  Behold,  he  comes  ;  he  comes  to  reign 

On  earth  with  all  his  saints  ; 
Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  once  slain, 
AVill  end  our  long  complaints. 

3  The  prince  of  darkness  he  will  bind  ; 

The  hosts  of  hell  o'erthrow  ; 
Satan,  in  the  abyss  confined, 

The  power  of  Christ  shall  know. 

4  Then  those  who  suffered  for  his  name, 

And  did  obey  his  word, 
Shall  rise  in  glory,  and  proclaim 
The  goodness  of  their  Lord. 
610 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH   AND    REIGN. 

5  The  wonders  of  that  happy  age 
What  mortal  can  declare  ? 
We  view  with  joy  the  sacred  p&ge, 
For  we  can  read  them  there. 

1004.    7s. 

1  CHURCH  of  Christ,  awake,  arise  ! 
Let  not  slumber  seal  your  eyes ; 
Let  not  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  fear, 
Fill  your  heart,  or  close  your  ear  ; 
For  those  clouds  begin  to  roll, 
Which  shall  spread  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  Church  of  Christ,  till  his  dread  day, 
All  shall  eat,  and  drink,  and  play, 
As  though  God  nor  cared  nor  knew 
What  an  evil  world  would  do  ; 

Yet  the  wrath  shall  come  at  last, 
And  the  day  of  grace  be  past. 

3  Church  of  Christ,  like  lightning's  glance 
Flashing  over  heaven's  expanse, 

Shall  the  Son  of  man  appear  ; 
Watch  and  mark,  the  hour  is  near  : 
Blessed  ye  who  then  are  taken  ! 
Woe  to  those  who  are  forsaken  ! 

1005.     7s&6s. 

1  AS  Time's  last  sands  seemed  wasting, 
The  world  at  large  was  stirred  ! 
Man  saw  his  doom  was  hasting, 

The  warning  all  had  heard. 
But  now  the  world  is  sleeping 
In  slumber  most  profound  ; 
But  few  the  watch  are  keeping, 
Though  fast  to  judgment  bound. 
611 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

The  few  that  still  are  heeding 

That  a wful  judgment  call, 
And,  while  they  wait,  are  pleading 

Like  Lot  at  Sodom's  fall ; 
They  seem,  like  Lot,  but  mocking 

To  all  the  worldly  throng  ; 
Reproach  and  curses  shocking 

They  now  have  suffered  long. 

They  hear  the  scoffer  railing, 

In  triumph  and  in  pride  ; 
With  blasphemies  unfailing, 

God's  promise  is  denied  ; 
But  mercy's  long  endurance 

With  that  vain  infidel 
Gives  them  a  strong  assurance, 

By  which  the  day  they  tell. 

Magicians,  too,  are  scheming, 

As  in  old  Pharaoh's  land  ; 
With  counterfeits  are  teeming, 

And  thus  the  truth  withstand  ; 
Christ  and  the  restitution 

By  them  are  done  away ; 
But  this,  to  their  confusion, 

Must  usher  in  that  day. 

Earth's  wisdom  sees  advancing 

The  fabled  golden  dawn  ; 
And  genius,  brightly  glancing, 

Her  children  urges  on. 
But  when  they  wield  the  lightning, 

And  fly  o'er  land  and  sea, 
Our  better  prospects,  bright'ning, 

Now  near  at  hand  must  be. 

The  Christian  steward,  slothful, 

Puts  off  the  evil  day  ; 
Disturbed  in  scenes  unlawful, 

He  says,  "  it  must  delay." 
612 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

But  still,  though  by  his  smiting, 
The  faithful  sigh  in  pain, 

While  he  the  truth  is  slighting, 
The  Master  comes  again. 

7  See,  fashion  gay  is  blending 

With  mirth  in  yonder  hall ; 
Its  charm  rich  music  lending, 

And  plenty  spread  for  all. 
But  folly  so  untimely, 

Such  heedless  revelry, 
The  watchful  tells,  sublimely, 

Their  joys  they  soon  shall  see. 

8  The  thrones  of  earth  are  reeling 

In  sad  perplexity ; 
Their  retribution  sealing 

By  pride  and  cruelty.' 
As  ruler,  warrior,  banker, 

Attest  their  hast'ning  doom, 
More  steadfast  is  our  anchor, 

God's  kingdom  soon  will  come. 

9  Thus  earth's  mad  children  seeming, 

Are  found  in  that  dread  day ; 
Some  scoffing,  feasting,  dreaming, 

To  judgment  called  away  ; 
Their  triumphs  now  are  ended, 

Probation,  hope,  are  gone, 
Their  fruitless  cries  are  blended, 

As  vengeance  rushes  on. 

10  But,  see  that  remnant  humble, 

Who  held  the  faithful  word, 
So  fearful  they  should  stumble 

While  hope  was  long  deferred. 
The  sons  of  earth  are  leaving 

Their  honor,  mirth,  and  gold  ; 
But  these  shall  end  their  grieving, 

In  joys  that  can't  be  told. 
613 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

1006.      L.  M. 

"  A  LITTLE  while  "  our  Lord  shall  come  ; 

Let  us  the  precious  hours  redeem  ; 
Our  only  grief  to  give  him  pain, 

Our  joy  to  serve  and  follow  him. 
"Watching  and  ready  may  we  be, 
As  those  that  long  their  Lord  to  see. 

"  A  little  while,"  'twill  soon  be  past, 
Why  should  we  shun  the  promised  cross  ? 

O  let  us  in  his  footsteps  haste, 

Counting  for  him  all  else  but  loss  ; 

0  how  will  recompense  his  smile 

The  sufferings  of  this  "  little  while  !  " 

"  A  little  while  "  —  come,  Saviour,  come ! 

For  thee  thy  Bride  has  tarried  long  ; 
Take  thy  poor  weary  pilgrims  home, 

To  sing  the  new  eternal  song  ; 
To  see  thy  glory,  and  to  be 
In  everything  conformed  to  thee  ! 


1007.    8s&7s. 

WE  are  living,  we  are  dwelling 

In  a  grand  and  awful  time  ; 
In  an  age  on  ages  telling, 

To  be  living  is  sublime. 
Hark  !   the  waking  up  of  nations, 

Gog  and  Magog,  to  the  fray  ; 
Hark  !  what  soundeth  ?  is  creation 

Groaning  fur  its  latter  day  ? 

Will  ye  play,  then  ;  will  ye  dally 
With  your  music  and  your  wine? 

Up!  it  is  Jehovah's  rally  ! 

God's  own  arm  hath  need  of  thine. 
614 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH   AND    EEIGN. 

Hark,  the  onset !  will  ye  fold  your 
Faith-clad  arms  in  lazy  lock  ? 

Up,  0  up,  thou  drowsy  soldier  ! 
Worlds  are  charging  to  the  shock. 

Worlds  are  charging,  heaven  beholding, 

Thou  hast  but  an  hour  to  fight ; 
Now  the  blazoned  cross  unfolding, 

On,  right  onward  for  the  right ! 
On  !  let  all  the  soul  within  you 

For  the  truth's  sake  go  abroad  ! 
Strike  !  let  every  nerve  and  sinew 

Tell  on  ages,  tell  for  God ! 

Adorn  thyself,  the  feast  prepare, 

While  bridal  strains  are  swelling  ; 
He  comes,  with  thee  all  joys  to  share, 

And  make  this  earth  his  dwelling. 
Lift  up  your  heads  —  behold  from  far 

A  flood  of  splendor  streaming, 
It  is  the  bright  and  Morning-Star, 

In  living  lustre  beaming  ! 


1008.   us. 

1  THE  night  is  far  spent,  and  the  day  is  at  hand  : 

Already  the  dawn  may  be  seen  in  the  sky  ; 
Rejoice  then,  ye  saints,  'tis  your  Lord's  own  com- 
mand ; 
Rejoice,  for  the  coming  of  Jesus  draws  nigh. 

2  What  a  day  will  that  be  when  the  Saviour  appears  ! 

How  welcome  to  those  who  have  shared  in  his 
cross  ! 
A  crown  incorruptible  then  will  be  theirs, 
A  rich  compensation  for  suff 'ring  and  loss. 
615 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reigx. 

3  What  is  loss  in  this  world  when  compared  with  that 

day, 
To  the  glory  that  then  will  from  heaven  be  re- 
vealed ? 
"  The  Saviour  is  coming,"  his  people  may  say  ; 
"  The  Lord  whom  we  look  for,  our  Sun  and  our 
Shield." 

4  0  pardon  us,  Lord,  that  our  love  to  thy  name 

Is  so  faint,  with  so  much  our  affections  to  move  ! 
Our  deadness  should  fill  us  with  grief  and  with 
shame ; 
So  much  to  be  loved,  and  so  little  to  love. 

5  0  kindle  within  us  a  holy  desire, 

Like  that  which  was  found  in  thy  people  of  old, 

Who  felt  all  thy  love,  and  whose  hearts  were  on  fire, 

While  they  waited  impatient  thy  face  to  behold  ! 


1009.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

L  LIFT  your  head3,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 
Partners  of  his  suff  'rings  here  ; 
Christ,  to  all  believers  precious, 
Lord  of  lords,  shall  soon  appear  : 

Mark  the  tokens 
Of  his  heavenly  kingdom  near. 

2  Near  unto  the  tribulation 

Of  the  last  tremendous  days, 
See  the  flaming  revelation  ! 
See  the  universal  blaze  ! 

Earth  and  heaven 
Melt  before  the  Judge's  face. 

3  Sun  and  moon  are  both  confounded, 

When  the  Lord  shows  forth  his  might 
616 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

When,  with  angel-hosts  surrounded, 
In  his  Father's  glory  bright 

Beams  the  Saviour, 
Shines  the  everlasting  Light. 

4  Lo,  'tis  he,  our  heart's  desire, 
Come  for  his  espoused  below  ; 
Come  to  join  us  with  his  choir, 
Come  to  make  our  joys  o'erflow, 

Palms  of  victory, 
Crowns  of  glory  to  bestow. 

1010.        76. 

1  DARKNESS  overspreads  us  here, 

But  the  night  wears  fast  away  ; 
Jacob's  star  will  soon  appear, 

Harbinger  of  endless  day  ; 
Now  'tis  time  to  rouse  from  sleep, 

Trim  our  lamps,  and  stand  prepared, 
For  our  Lord  strict  watch  to  keep, 

Lest  he  find  us  off  our  guard. 

2  Though  already  saved  by  grace, 

From  the  hour  Ave  first  believed, 
Yet,  while  sin  and  war  have  place, 

We  are  but  in  part  relieved ; 
Still  we  for  redemption  wait, 

Christ  will  give  it  when  he  comes  ; 
He  will  break  the  prison-gate, 

And  admit  us  to  our  homes. 

1011.      7s&6s. 

1  THE  clouds  at  length  are  breaking  ; 
The  dawn  will  soon  appear, 
And  signs  there  's  no  mistaking, 
Proclaim  Messiah  near. 
617 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

Awake,  awake  from  sleeping, 
Attend  the  midnight  cry  ; 

Ye  saints,  refrain  from  weeping, 
Your  great  Deliv'rer  's  nigh. 

The  morning  light  is  beaming  ; 

The  day-star  shines  on  high  ; 
Christ's  heralds  are  proclaiming 

His  coming  in  the  sky  ; 
And  earth's  eventful  story 

A  few  short  months  may  tell  ; 
The  righteous  rise  to  glory, 

The  wicked  sink  to  hell. 

If  earth  and  all  her  treasure 

Are  doomed  to  fire  and  flame, 
Her  royal  pomp  and  pleasure 

Are  but  an  empty  name  ; 
Her  kings,  her  crowns,  her  glory, 

Her  armies,  fleets,  and  pride, 
May  bubble  forth  her  story 

While  floating  down  the  tide. 

The  ocean  !  0,  the  ocean, 

To  which  her  grandeurs  tend, 
Now  foams  in  dreadful  motion, 

Her  boast  and  pomp  to  end. 
See,  see  the  flames  ascending  ! 

The  seas  themselves  explode  ; 
The  clouds,  the  skies  are  rending 

With  cries  of  "  God  !  0  God  !  " 

0,  hear  the  sad  petition, 

"  Rocks  crush  us  into  dust  !  " 
0,  pity  our  condition, 

Or  be  condemned  we  must ! 
We  thought  that  we  were  wiser 

Than  pastors,  saints,  and  all. 
Yet  sinner,  sceptic,  miser, 

Must  suffer  once  lor  all. 
618 


MESSIAH'S    TRIUMPH   AND    REIQN. 

6  Ye  mortals,  take  the  warning  ; 

Ten  thousand  calls  invite  ; 
Should  you  neglect  the  morning 

Then  comes  the  doleful  night. 
Now  mercy's  hand  extended, 

The  vilest  wretch  would  save  ; 
But  0,  if  this  be  ended, 

You  're  lost  beyond  the  grave  ! 

7  Great  Author  of  compassion, 

Redeemer,  Saviour,  Friend, 
0,  send  to  every  nation 

The  knowledge  of  its  end  ! 
Fly,  fly  on  wings  of  morning, 

Ye  who  the  truth  can  tell, 
And  sound  the  awful  warning, 

To  rescue  souls  from  hell ! 


1012.    p.  m. 

1  YE  saiuts  of  God,  awake  to  duty  ! 

Hark  !  hark  !  the  message  from  the  skies  ! 
Your  King  descending  in  his  beauty, 

With  saints  and  angels  bids  you  rise. 
Shall  earthly  pleasures,  still  deceiving, 
With  Satan's  hosts  and  fiery  darts, 
Now  darken  and  enthrall  your  hearts, 
While  Christ  for  your  delay  is  grieving  ? 
Arouse  !  arouse,  ye  saints  ! 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare  ; 
Press  on  !  press  on  !  all  hearts  resolved 
A  conq'ror's  crown  to  share. 

2  Now,  now,  portentous  omens  thick'ning 

Proclaim  the  long  predicted  morn', 
When,  Gabriel's  trump  the  sleepers  quick'ning, 
Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born. 
619 


MESSIAH  8   TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

And  will  you  worship  earthly  treasure, 
"While  thrones  and  kingdoms  melt  away, 
And  princes  flee  in  dread  dismay  ? 

Will  you  be  slaves  to  sinful  pleasure  ? 
Arouse  !  arouse,  &o. 

3  With  luxury  and  pride  surrounded, 

The  votary  of  earth  may  dare 
To  gratify  desires  unbounded, 

Till  overwhelmed  in  dark  despair  ; 
But,  Christians,  we  should  heed  the  warning, 

To  watch  and  fight  the  conflict  o'er, 

That  we  may  reign  for  evermore 
With  Christ,  when  breaks  th'  expected  morning. 
Arouse !  arouse,  &c. 

4  0,  glorious  hope,  can  we  resign  thee, 

Once  having  felt  thy  genial  flame? 
Shall  earthly  smiles  or  frowns  consign  thee 

To  darkness,  leaving  us  to  shame? 
Too  long  our  hearts  have  wept,  bewailing 

Our  sad  estate,  scattered  and  peeled, 

But  God  shall  be  our  strength  and  shield  ; 
Already  Zion's  foes  are  quailing. 
Arouse  !  arouse,  &c. 


1013.    c.  m. 

1  BRIDE  of  the  Lamb,  awake,  awake  ! 

Why  sleep  for  sorrow  now  ? 
The  hope  of  glory,  Christ,  is  thine, 
A  child  of  glory,  thou. 

2  Thy  spirit  through  the  lonely  night, 

From  earthly  joy  apart, 
Hath  sighed  for  one  that 's  far  away, 
The  Bridegroom  of  thy  heart. 
620 


MESSIAH  S   TRIUMPH    AND   REIGN. 

3  But  see,  the  night  is  waning  fast, 

The  breaking  morn  is  near  ; 
And  Jesus  conies,  "with  voice  of  love, 
Thy  drooping  heart  to  cheer. 

4  He  comes,  for  0,  his  yearning  heart 

No  more  can  bear  delay, 
To  scenes  of  full  unmingled  joy 
To  call  his  bride  away. 

5  This  earth,  the  scene  of  all  his  woe, 

A  homeless  wild  to  thee, 
Full  soon  upon  his  heavenly  throne 
Its  rightful  King  shall  see. 

6  Thou  too  shalt  reign  ;  he  will  not  wear 

His  crown  of  joy  alone  ; 
And  earth  his  royal  bride  shall  see 
Beside  him  on  the  throne. 

7  Then  weep  no  more,  't  is  all  thine  own, 

His  crown,  his  joy  divine, 
And,  sweeter  far  than  all  beside, 
He,  he  himself  is  thine  ! 


1014.     6s&8s. 

1  THE  day  comes  on  apace  ; 

Soon  shall  the  night  be  past ; 
Who  trust  the  Saviour's  grace 

Shall  see  his  face  at  last ; 
The  clouds  that  now  obstruct  their  sight 
Shall  quickly  all  be  put  to  flight. 

2  Ye  saints,  lift  up  your  heads  ; 

Salvation  draweth  nigh  ; 
See  where  the  morning  spreads 

Its  radiance  through  the  sky  ! 
0  let  the  sight  your  spirits  cheer  ! 
The  Lord  himself  will  soon  appear. 
621 


MESSIAHS    T1UUMPH    A^D    REIGN. 

3  Though  men  your  hope  deride, 

Nor  will  in  God  believe, 
Do  you  in  him  confide, 

Whose  word  can  ne'er  deceive  ; 
"When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
The  saints  shall  see  a  glorious  day. 

1015.   p.m. 

1  0,  COME,  come  away  !  for  time's  career  is  closing  ; 
Let  worldly  care  henceforth  forbear  ; 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 
Come,  come,  our  holy  joys  renew,* 
Where  love  and  heavenly  friendship  grew  ; 
The  Spirit  welcomes  you  ; 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 

2  Awake  ye,  awake  !  no  time  now  for  reposing  ; 
"  The  Lord  is  near  !  "  breaks  on  the  ear  ; 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 
Come,  come  where  Jesus'  love  will  be, 
Who  says,  "  I  meet  with  two  or  three  ;  " 
Sweet  promise  made  to  thee. 

0 ,  come,  come  away ! 

3  Come  where  sacred  song  the  pilgrim's  heart  is  cheer 

ing; 
Come,  and  learn  there  the  power  of  prayer  ; 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 
In  sweetest  notes  of  sympathy 
We  praise  and  pray  in  harmony  ; 
Love  makes  our  unity. 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 

4  Night  soon  will  be  o'er,  and  endless  day  appearing  f 
Away  from  home  no  more  we  roam  ; 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 
And  when  the  trump  of  God  shall  sound, 
The  saints  no  more  by  death  are  bound, 
He  owns  our  Jesus  crowned. 

O,  come,  come  away  ! 
622 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AND   REIGN. 

0,  come,  come  away,  my  Saviour,  in  thy  glory  ! 
"  Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done  ;  " 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 
0,  come,  my  Lord,  thy  right  maintain, 
And  take  thy  throne  and  on  it  reign  ! 
Then  earth  shall  bloom  again. 

0,  come,  come  away  ! 

1016.   cm. 

1  MY  soul  is  happy  when  I  hear 

The  Saviour  is  so  nigh  ; 
I  long  to  see  his  sign  appear 
Upon  the  op'ning  sky. 

2  I  love  to  wait,  and  watch,  and  pray, 

And  trust  his  living  word, 
And  feel  the  coming  of  that  day 
No  longer  is  deferred. 

3  I  do  rejoice  that  life  was  given 

In  these  last  days  to  me, 
That  deathless  I  may  rise  to  heaven, 
And  my  Redeemer  see. 

4  Then,  waiting  brethren,  let  us  sing  ; 

He  will  not  tarry  long  ; 
And  fill  with  love  the  hours  that  bring 
The  glory  of  our  song. 

5  Yes,  he  will  come,  no  longer  fear, 

Though  earth  and  hell  assail  ; 
His  word  attests  the  moment  near, 
And  that  can  never  fail. 

1017.    cm. 

1  WHAT  of  the  night?  0  watchman,  mark  ! 
Look  from  thy  high  watch-tower  ; 
The  storm  hangs  low,  the  sky  is  dark  ; 
Foes  come  at  midnight  hour. 
623 


MESSIAH'S   TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

2  Watchman,  what  of  the  night?   behold 

Earth's  kingdoms  totter  round  ; 
And  awful  signs  have  late  foretold 
The  clang  of  war  must  sound. 

3  The  watchman  saith,  The  day  is  nigh  ! 

Inquire  with  earnest  heed  ; 
Plain  is  the  word  of  prophecy, 
And  all  who  run  may  read. 

1018.    p.m. 

1  ARE  we  almost  there  ?  are  we  almost  there  ? 

Says  the  weary  saint  as  he  sighs  for  home  ; 
Are  those  the  verdant  trees  that  rear 

Their  stately  forms  'mid  heaven's  bright  dome? 

2  Then  he  talks  of  the  flowers,  th'  unsullied  stream, 

That  flows  through  the  paradise  of  God  ; 
And  he  longs  to  wake  from  life's  troubled  dream, 
To  walk  those  golden  streets  abroad. 

3  He  's  weary  and  sick  of  this  world's  rude  strife, 

And  pants  for  a  holy,  peaceful  clime  ; 
To  glow  with  the  vigor  of  endless  life, 

And  be  compassed  no  more  by  the  bounds  of  time. 

4  His  eye  is  fixed  on  the  world  to  come, 

He  walks  by  faith  through  this  vale  of  care, 
And  oft  inquires,  as  he  draws  near  home, 
With  anxious  heart,  Are  we  almost  there  ? 

5  They  bid  him  look  at  the  charms  of  earth, 

At  the  boasted  trophies  man  doth  rear  ; 
To  enter  the  giddy  halls  of  mirth  ; 

But,  ah  !  how  vain  do  they  all  appear  ! 

6  For  he  's  had  an  earnest  of  those  joys 

Which  the  righteous  alone  can  ever  share  ; 
024 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH   AND   REIGN. 

He  turns  with  contempt  from  these  earthly  toys, 
And  fervently  asks,  Are  we  almost  there  ? 

7  He  is  waiting  to  hear  the  trumpet  sound, 
And  to  meet  his  Saviour  in  the  air  ! 
The  day-star  dawns  —  soon,  with  joyous  bound, 
Ue  can  say  indeed,  We  are  almost  there  ! 

1019.   cm. 

1  THAT  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh 

"When  Zion's  light  shall  come  ; 
She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high 
Bright  as  the  morning  sun. 

2  The  north  and  south  her  sons  resign, 

And  earth's  foundation  rend ; 
A  bride  adorned,  Jerusalem, 
All  glorious  shall  descend. 

3  When  Zion's  bleeding,  conq'ring  King, 

Shall  sin  and  death  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  shall  join  to  sing, 
And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 

4  Descending  with  sweet  melting  strains, 

Jehovah  they  adore  ; 
Such  shouts  through  earth's  extended  plains 
Were  never  heard  before. 

5  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more, 

Nor  think  his  reign  is  long  ; 
Though  saints  are  feeble,  frail  and  poor, 
Their  coming  King  is  strong. 

6  A  thousand  years  shall  roll  around, 

The  church  shall  be  complete  ; 
Called  by  the  last  loud  trumpet's  sound 

Their  Saviour's  face  to  meet, 
40  625 


MESSIAH  8   TRIUMPH   AND   RKIGN. 

7  With  joy  they  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Whom  here  their  souls  adored  ; 
And,  in  a  world  where  none  shall  die, 
Live  ever  with  their  Lord. 

1020.      8s&7s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  WATCHMAN  on  the  walls  of  Zion, 

Let  thy  warning  voice  be  heard  ; 
Blow  the  blast ;  for  Judah's  Lion 

Soon  will  draw  his  vengeful  sword  ; 
Soon  his  rightful  throne  assume, 
To  pronounce  the  gen'ral  doom. 

2  Watchman,  mark  the  coming  danger  : 

Blow  the  trumpet,  warn  the  land, 
Wake  the  slothful,  rouse  the  stranger, 

Lest  their  blood  be  on  thy  hand  : 
Turn,  0  turn  !  why  will  ye  die? 
0  sinner,  to  the  refuge  fly  ! 

3  Watchman,  sound  a  louder  measure, 

For  the  people  will  not  hear  ; 
As  a  lovely  song  of  pleasure, 

Fall  their  words  upon  thy  ear. 
Bid  them  seek  the  good  old  path 
Ere  the  awful  day  of  wrath. 

4  Watchman,  in  the  cleansing  fountain 

Bid  them  wash,  while  yet  they  may  ; 
Vain  their  call  on  rock  and  mountain, 

To  protect  them  in  that  day, 
When  the  Lamb,  on  throne  of  ire, 
Shall  unsheath  his  sword  of  fire. 

5  Watchman,  'mid  that  desolation, 

Ask,  who  then  shall  dare  to  stand? 
Joyful  shout,  from  tribulation 

Jesus  brings  his  chosen  band  ! 
Grateful  love  and  ardent  praise 
To  his  eternal  glory  raise. 
626 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 


1021.   s.  m. 

1  ALL  things  remained  the  same  ; 

The  sunbeams  brightly  shone, 
When  slowly  forth  from  Sodom  came 
One  family  alone, 

2  Lot,  only,  feared  the  word 

The  angel-saviour  spoke, 
And  at  the  mandate  of  the  Lord 
Those  scenes  of  guilt  forsook. 

3  0  who  beside  him  dared 

The  scoffer's  laugh  to  brave  ? 
Who  for  the  prophet's  threat'ning  cared, 
And  sought  his  soul  to  save  ? 

4  Not  one  of  all  that  horde 

The  warning  would  obey  ; 
Then  down  the  brimstone  deluge  poured, 
And  swept  them  all  away  ! 

5  And  now,  how  can  it  be 

That  none  will  turn  and  hear ; 
Now,  when  the  book  of  prophecy 
Shows  awful  times  are  near  ? 

6  0  guilty  world  !  too  late 

Thou  wilt  in  woe  repine  ; 
For  Sodom  and  Gomorrah's  fate 
Full  surely  will  be  thine  ! 

1022.   s.m. 

1  BELOVED  sons  of  God, 

Shrink  not  in  dire  dismay, 
While  on  you  falls  the  chastening  rod 
Of  that  tremendous  day. 
627 


MESSIAH  S   TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

2  When  fiery  trials  strange 

Your  faith  and  hope  assail, 
Think  not  the  Lord  your  God  will  change, 
Nor  can  his  promise  fail. 

3  Rejoice,  ye  saints,  that  ye 

Christ's  sufferings  may  partake  ; 
For  when  his  power  revealed  shall  be 
He  ne'er  will  you  forsake. 

4  0,  be  ye  not  dismayed, 

But  lift  your  heads  on  high  ; 
Believe  the  words  which  Christ  hath  said  : 
"  Redemption  draweth  nigh  !  " 


Signs. 

1023.    7s 

1  IN  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 

Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be  ; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 

Tossed  with  stronger  tempests,  rise  ; 
Darker  storms  the  mountains  sweep, 
Fiercer  lightnings  rend  the  skies. 

3  Evil  thoughts  shall  shake  the  proud, 

Racking  doubt  and  restless  fear  ; 
And,  amid  the  thunder-cloud, 
Shall  the  Judge  of  men  appear. 

4  But,  though  from  that  awful  face 

Heaven  shall  fade  and  earth  shall  fly, 
Fear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race  ; 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh. 


MESSIAH  S   TRIUMPH  AND   REIGN. 

1024.     8s&7s. 

RIGHTEOUS  God  !  whose  vengeful  vials 

All  our  fears  and  thoughts  exceed, 
Big  with  woes  and  fiery  trials, 

Hanging  bursting  o'er  our  head  ; 
While  thou  visitest  the  nations, 

Thy  selected  people  spare  ; 
Arm  our  cautioned  souls  with  patience, 

Fill  our  humbled  hearts  with  prayer. 

If  thy  dreadful  controversy 

With  all  flesh  is  now  begun, 
In  thy  wrath  remember  mercy  ; 

Mercy  first  and  last  be  shown. 
Plead  thy  cause  with  sword  and  fire  ; 

Shake  us  till  the  curse  remove  ; 
Till  thou  com'st,  the  saints'  desire, 

Crowniag  them  with  perfect  love. 

Every  fresh  alarming  token 

More  confirms  the  faithful  word  ; 
Nature,  for  its  Lord  hath  spoken, 

Must  be  suddenly  restored. 
From  this  national  confusion, 

From  this  ruined  earth  and  skies, 
See  the  times  of  restitution, 

See  the  new  creation  rise  ! 

Vanish,  then,  this  world  of  shadows  ! 

Pass  the  former  things  away  ; 
Lord,  appear  !  appear,  to  glad  us 

With  the  dawn  of  endless  day  ! 
O ,  conclude  this  mortal  story  ! 

Bring  the  life  that  shall  abide  ; 
Come,  eternal  King  of  glory, 

Now  descend  and  take  thy  bride  ! 
629 


Messiah's  triojph  and  reign. 

1025.   c.p.m. 

HOW  happy  are  the  little  flock, 

Who,  safe  beneath  their  guardian  Rock, 

In  all  commotions  rest  ! 
When  war's  and  tumult's  -waves  run  high, 
Unmoved  above  the  storm  they  lie, 

And  lodge  in  Jesus'  breast. 

Such  happiness,  0  Lord,  have  we, 
By  mercy  gathered  into  thee 

Before  the  floods  descend  ; 
And,  while  the  bursting  cloud  comes  down, 
We  mark  the  vengeful  day  begun, 

And  calmly  wait  the  end. 

The  plague,  and  dearth,  and  din  of  war, 
Our  Saviour's  swift  approach  declare, 

And  bid  our  hearts  arise  ; 
Earth's  basis  shook   confirms  our  hope  ; 
Its  cities'  fall  but  lifts  us  up 

To  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

Thy  tokens  we  with  joy  confess  ; 

The  war  proclaims  thee  Prince  of  Peace  ; 

The  earthquake  speaks  thy  power  ; 
The  famine  all  thy  fulness  brings  ; 
The  plague  presents  thy  healing  wings 

And  nature's  final  hour. 

Whatever  ills  the  world  befall 
A  pledge  of  endless  good  we  call, 

A  sign  of  Jesus  near  ; 
His  chariot  will  not  long  delay  ; 
We  hear  the  rumbling  wheels,  and  pray, 

"  Triumphant  Lord,  appear  !  " 
630 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

1026.   7s. 

1  WATCHMAN  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

"What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

See  that  glory-beaming  star  ! 
Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  joy  or  hope  foretell? 
Traveller  !  yes,  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 
Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth  ! 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wand 'rings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller  !  lo,  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo,  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 

1027.      8s&7s.     [Peculiar.] 

WHEN  a  careless  world  is  sleeping, 
Then  it  is  the  day  will  come  ; 

Mirth  shall  then  be  turned  to  weeping, 
Sinners  then  shall  meet  their  doom. 

But  the  people  of  the  Lord 

Shall  obtain  their  bright  reward. 
631 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

2  Waiting  for  our  Lord's  returning, 

Be  it  ours  his  word  to  keep  ; 
Let  our  lamps  be  always  burning, 

Let  us  watch  while  others  sleep  : 
We  're  no  longer  of  the  night, 
We  are  children  of  the  light. 

3  Being  of  the  blessed  number 

Whom  the  Saviour  calls  his  own, 
'T  is  not  meet  that  we  should  slumber 

When  the  night  is  almost  gone, 
And  from  heaven  is  heard  the  cry 
Which  proclaims  the  Bridegroom  nigh. 

1028.    c.  m. 

1  0,  GLORIOUS  day  of  heavenly  rest  ! 

We  hail  each  sign  of  thee  ; 
With  eager  hearts  and  longing  eyes 

We  wait  thy  dawn  to  see. 
Those  gilded  rays  of  glory  bright, 

Resplendent  as  the  sun, 
Must  soon  to  every  eye  make  known 

The  holy  coming  One. 

2  With  cheerful  hope  and  earnest  prayer, 

Still  trusting  in  thy  word, 
We  long  to  see  the  eastern  skies 

Reveal  thy  advent,  Lord. 
Then  would  our  waiting  souls  rejoice, 

Could  we  thy  face  behold  ; 
In  ages  of  triumphant  bliss 

Our  joys  could  ne'er  be  told. 

3  O,  blissful  day  of  promise  blest, 

We  long  to  share  thy  peace  ! 
When  pain  and  every  ill  shall  end, 
And  pleasures  never  cease  ; 
632 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

When  rapt'rous  joy,  like  holy  fire, 

Shall  swell  our  song  of  praise, 
And  every  wond'ring,  grateful  heart 

Extol  thy  work  of  grace. 

Redeemed  beyond  the  reach  of  sin, 

Victorious  o'er  the  grave, 
The  ransomed  shall,  with  angel  tongues, 

Adore  thy  power  to  save. 
Thy  wondrous  love  shall  keep  each  heart 

In  sweetest  union  bound  ; 
And  naught  shall  ever  cause  a  tear, 

For  grief  will  ne'er  be  found. 

There  crowns  of  glory,  gemmed  with  light, 

The  gifts  from  Christ's  own  hand, 
Shall  every  princely  saint  adorn 

Within  the  promised  land. 
To  golden  lyres  each  voice  shall  tune 

An  anthem  sweet  and  long  : 
"  To  Christ,  who  saved  us  by  his  blood, 

All  glory  shall  belong." 


Advent. 

1029.     7s. 

1  HARK  !  that  shout  of  rapt'rous  joy, 

Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud  ! 
Jesus  comes,  and  through  the  sky 
Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud. 

2  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  voice 

Sounds  abroad  through  sea  and  land  ; 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice, 
Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 
633 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

3  See,  the  Lord  appears  in  view  ! 

Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly  ; 
Rise,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  you  ; 
Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  sky  ! 

1030.      lis  &  12s. 

1  THE  chariot  !  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire  ; 
Lo,  self-moving,  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  are 

bowed  ! 

2  The  glory  !  the  glory  !  around  him  are  poured 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord  ; 
And  the  glorified  saints  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
And  there  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory  wear. 

3  The   trumpet  !    the   trumpet !    the  dead   have  all 

heard  ; 
Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-covered  charnel   are 

stirred  ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south,  from 

the  north, 
All  the  vast  generations  of  men  are  come  forth  ! 

4  The  judgment  !  the  judgment !  the  thrones  are  all 

set 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders  are 

met ; 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word  ! 

5  0,  mercy  !  0,  mercy  !  look  down  from  above, 
Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love  ! 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked  are 

driven, 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  ransom  in  heaven  ! 
634 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

1031.    c.  m. 

1  HE  comes,  the  royal  Conq'ror  comes  ; 

His  legions  fill  the  sky  ; 
Angelic  trumpets  rend  the  tombs, 
And  loud  proclaim  him  nigh. 

2  Ye  rebel  hosts,  how  vain  your  rage 

Against  this  sovereign  Lord  ! 
What  madness  urges  to  engage 
The  terror  of  his  sword  ? 

3  "  Bring  forth,"  he  cries,  "  those  sons  of  pride 

Who  scorned  my  gentle  sway, 
To  prove  the  arm  they  once  defied 
Omnipotent  to  slay." 

4  Tremendous  scene  of  wrath  divine  ! 

How  wide  the  vengeance  spreads  ! 
His  pointed  darts  of  lightning  shine 
Round  their  defenceless  heads. 

5  0 ,  that  they  now  would  seek  that  face 

From  which  they  cannot  flee  ! 

And  thou,  my  soul,  adore  the  grace 

That  sweetly  conquered  thee  ! 

1032.       8s&7s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  WELCt)ME  sight,  the  Lord  descending, 

Jesus  in  the  cloud  appears  ; 
Lo,  the  Saviour  comes,  intending 

Now  to  dry  his  people's  tears  ! 
Lo,  the  Saviour  comes  to  reign ! 
Welcome  to  his  waiting  train. 

2  Long  they  mourned  their  absent  Master, 

Long  they  felt  like  men  forlorn  ; 
635 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

Bade  the  seasons  fly  still  faster, 

While  they  sighed  for  his  return. 
Lo,  the  period  comes  at  last ! 
All  their  sorrows  now  are  past. 


1033.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

JESUS  conies,  by  crowds  attended, 
Heaven  the  dazzling  train  supplies  ; 

Call  the  dead  ;  the  night  is  ended  ; 
Bid  the  sleeping  dust  arise  ; 

Let  the  ransomed 
Join  the  Saviour  in  the  skies. 

'T  is  the  day  so  long  expected  ; 

Shout,  ye  saints,  and  triumph  now  ; 
See  your  Lord,  by  man  rejected  ! 

Many  crowns  adorn  his  brow  ; 
'T  is  his  triumph  : 

Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow. 


1034.      8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  LO,  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ! 
Thousand,  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train. 

Hallelujah  ! 
Jesus  comes  on  earth  to  reign  ! 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 
636 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

3  When  the  solemn  trump  has  sounded, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away, 
All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  summons  of  that  day  : 

Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment,  come  away  ! 

4  Now  redemption  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear, 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected, 
Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  air  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear  ! 

5  Answer  thine  own  Bride  and  Spirit  ; 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ; 
The  new  heaven  and  earth  t'  inherit, 
Take  thy  pining  exiles  home  : 

All  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come  ! 

6  Yea,  amen  ;  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thine  eternal  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory, 
Make  thy  righteous  sentence  known. 

0  come  quickly  — 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  ! 

1035.    cm. 

1  'T  IS  he  ;  the  mighty  Saviour  comes  ; 

The  victory  now  is  won  ; 
And  lo,  the  throne  of  David  waits 
For  David's  royal  Son ! 

2  Thou  blessed  Heir  of  all  the  earth, 

Ascend  thine  ancient  throne, 
And  bid  the  willing  nations  now 
Thy  peaceful  sceptre  own. 
637 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

3  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  glory,  Lord, 

That  man  at  length  mav  see 
That  joy,  so  long  estranged  from  earth, 
Can  only  spring  from  thee. 

4  0  happy  day  !  't  is  come  at  last, 

The  reign  of  death  is  o'er  ; 
And  sin  that  marred  our  sweetest  joys 
Shall  grieve  our  hearts  no  more. 

5  Fruit  of  thy  toil,  thou  bleeding  Lamb, 

These  joys  we  owe  to  thee  ; 
Then  take  the  glory,  Lord,  't  is  thine, 
And  shall  forever  be. 

1036.    l.  m. 

1  THE  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? 

2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll, 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Resounds  the  trumph  that  wakes  the  dead  ; 

3  0,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  0  Christ,  the  sinner's  stay, 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away  .' 


1037.    c.  m. 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 

When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 
638 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

2  Jesus,  thou  source  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  ruler  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "  Depart !  " 

3  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'T  would  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What !  to  be  banished  from  my  Lord  ; 

To  rocks  and  mountains  cry  ; 
And  yet  to  them  must  call  in  vain, 
For  who  his  wrath  can  fly  ? 

5  0  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love  ! 


1038.     c.  p.  m. 

1  O  GOD,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

2  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

3  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear, 

Eternal  bliss  t'  insure ; 
639 


MESSIAH'S   TRrUMPII   AND    REIGN. 

Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure. 

Then,  Saviour,  me  through  grace  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale  to  live 

And  in  thy  kingdom  dwell, 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

That  mortal  ne'er  can  tell. 


1039.    s.m. 

1  HOW  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven,  before  the  Judge 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ! 

2  But,  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansion  of  the  dead, 
Hark  !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

3  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear  ; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  the  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

4  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 

By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 
And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 
His  blessings  on  your  head. 


1040.    7s. 

1  ON  that  great,  that  awful  day, 
This  vain  world  shall  pass  away, 
640 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

And  before  the  Maker  stand 
All  the  creatures  of  his  hand. 

2  Then  shall  all  the  nations  meet 
At  th'  eternal  judgment-seat, 
And,  unveiled  before  his  eye, 
All  the  works  of  man  shall  lie. 

3  0,  in  that  destroying  hour, 

Source  of  goodness,  Source  of  power, 
Show  thou,  of  thine  own  free  grace, 
Help  unto  a  helpless  race  ! 

4  Hear  and  pity,  hear  and  aid  ; 
Spare  the  creatures  thou  hast  made  ; 
Fold  us  with  the  sheep  that  stand 
Pure  and  safe  at  thy  right  hand. 


1041.    cm. 

1  LET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue  ; 

It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 

But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed, 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

3  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 
But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me  ? 

4  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I  'm  the  worst, 

I  cannot  doubt  thy  will ; 
For,  if  thou  hadst  not  loved  me  first, 
I  had  refused  thee  still. 
41  641 


MESSIAH  S   TRIUMPH    AN'D    REIGN. 

1042.   h.  m. 

0,  THE  amazing  pomp 

Of  that  tremendous  day, 
When  the  archangel's  trump 

Shall  summon  us  away  ; 
When  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend, 
And  every  knee  before  him  bend  ! 

On  a  refulgent  cloud, 

Jesus,  the  Judge  appears  ; 
The  saints  rejoice  aloud, 

The  guilty  sinner  fears  ; 
On  the  white  throne  he  takes  his  seat, 
And  views  the  myriads  at  his  feet. 

'Midst  the  vast  multitude, 

His  eye  omniscient  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  blood 

And  dying  agonies ; 
Then  calls  them  forth  and  bids  them  stand 
With  glory  crowned  at  his  right  hand. 

11  Come,  souls  forever  blest," 

He  says,  "  my  people,  come, 
Possess  the  promised  rest, 

Enter  your  heavenly  home  ; 
No  more  shall  aught  your  peace  annoy  ; 
Inherit  everlasting  joy." 

But  in  what  awful  sounds 

The  wicked  are  addressed  ! 
Heaven  with  their  groans  resounds, 

As  on  his  left  they  're  placed. 
"  Depart,  ye  cursed,"  the  Judge  exclaims, 
"  To  be  destroyed  in  burning  flames  !  " 

0,  thou  eternal  God, 

Ere  this  tremendous  day, 
642 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

Cleanse  me  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Wash  all  my  guilt  away. 
Then  may  I  join  the  happy  throng, 
To  praise  thee  in  eternal  song. 


1043.    o.  m. 

1  THE  angel  comes  ;  he  comes  to  reap 

The  harvest  of  the  Lord  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth,  with  fatal  sweep, 
Wide  waves  his  naming  sword. 

2  And  who  are  they,  in  sheaves,  to  bide 

The  fire  of  vengeance,  bound? 
The  tares,  whose  rank,  luxuriant  pride 
Chokes  the  fair  crop  around. 

3  And  who  are  they,  reserved  in  store 

God's  treasure-house  to  fill  ? 
The  wheat,  a  hundred  fold  that  bore 
Amid  surrounding  ill. 

4  0  King  of  mercy,  grant  us  power 

Thy  fiery  wrath  to  flee  ! 
In  that  destroying  angel's  hour 
0  gather  us  to  thee  ! 


1044.    p.  m. 


1  0,  THERE  will  be  mourning,  mourning,  mourning, 
mourning, 
0,  there  will  be  mourning  at  the  judgment-seat  of 
Christ ! 
Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 
Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 
Parents  and  children  there  will  part, 
Will  part  to  meet  no  more. 
643 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

2  0,  there  will  be  mourning,  mourning,  mourning,  &c. 

"Wives  and  husbands  there  will  part,  &c. 

3  0,  there  will  be  mourning,  mourning,  mourning,  &c. 

Brothers  and  sisters  there  will  part,  &c. 

4  0,  there  will  be  mourning,  mourning,  mourning,  &c. 

Friends  and  neighbors  there  will  part,  &c. 

5  0 ,  there  will  be  mourning ,  mourning ,  mourning ,  &c . 

Pastors  and  people  there  will  part,  &c. 

6  0,  there  will  be  shouting,  shouting,  shouting,  &c. 

Saints  and  angels  there  will  meet, 
Will  meet  to  part  no  more. 

1045.    s.  m.     t 

1  BEHOLD,  with  awful  pomp, 

The  Judge  prepares  to  come  ; 
The  archangel  sounds  the  dreadful  trump, 
And  wakes  the  general  doom. 

2  Nature,  in  wild  amaze, 

Her  dissolution  mourns  ; 
Blushes  of  blood  the  moon  deface, 
The  sun  to  darkness  turns. 

3  Horrors  all  hearts  appall  ; 

They  quake,  they  shriek,  they  cry  ; 
Bid  rocks  and  mountains  on  them  fall ; 
But  rocks  and  mountains  fly. 

4  'T  is  time  we  all  awake  ; 

The  dreadful  day  draws  near  ; 
Sinners,  your  proud  presumption  check, 
And  stop  your  wild  career. 

5  Now  is  th'  accepted  time  ; 

To  Christ  for  mercy  fly  ; 
644 


Messiah's  triumph  and-  reign. 

0  turn,  repent,  and  trust  in  him, 
And  you  shall  never  die  ! 

6  Great  God,  in  whom  we  live, 
Prepare  us  for  that  day  ; 
Help  us  in  Jesus  to  believe, 
To  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray. 

1046.    s.m. 

1  LORD,  help  us  to  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest, 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
An  everlasting  rest. 

2  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

T'  increase  our  gracious  fears, 
Forever  let  the  angel's  voice 
Be  sounding  in  our  ears, 

3  The  solemn  midnight  cry, 

"  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come! 
Arise  and  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
And  meet  your  instant  doom  ! ' ' 

4  0  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  thy  word, 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 
And  looking  for  our  Lord  ! 


1047.    l.  m. 

HE  comes,  he  comes,  the  Judge  severe  ; 

The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near  ; 

His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll, 

He  's  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul. 

Welcome,  welcome,  welcome,  welcome, 
He  's  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul ! 
645 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

2  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  as  his  own  ; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord. 
He  's  welcome,  &c. 

3  Shout,  all  ye  angels  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High  ; 
Our  God,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
Forever  and  forever  reigns. 

He  's  welcome,  &c. 

4  The  Father  praise,  the  Son  adore, 
The  Spirit  bless  for  evermore ; 
Salvation's  glorious  work  is  done, 
"We  welcome  thee,  thou  glorious  one  ! 

He  's  welcome,  &c. 


1048.    p.  m. 

1  THE  judgment  day  is  rolling  on, 
The  glass  of  life  will  soon  be  run, 
Creation  has  her  fiery  doom, 

The  Lord  will  soon  appear  ! 
0,  there  '11  be  glory,  glory,  glory,  glory, 
0,  there  '11  be  glory, 

When  saints  shall  view  him  near  ! 

2  Now  hark  !  the  trumpet  rends  the  skies  ; 
See  slumbering  millions  wake  and  rise  ! 
What  joy,  what  terror  and  surprise! 

The  last  great  day  has  come  ! 
0,  there  '11  be  glory,  &c, 

Around  the  judgment  throne  ! 

3  See  nations  throng  his  awful  bar, 
Both  saints  and  sinners  from  afar, 
All  tribes  and  kindred  now  appear, 

646 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

And  wait  to  hear  their  doom. 
0,  there  '11  be  glory,  &c, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  shall  come  ! 

4  Jehovah  now  the  book  unseals  ; 

In  clearest  light  each  heart  reveals  ; 
The  pointed  truth  each  conscience  feels ; 

TV  amazing  throng  divide. 
0,  there  '11  be  mourning,  &c, 

When  Justice  shall  decide  ! 

5  See  parents  and  their  children  part ! 
See  husbands  and  their  wives  must  part ! 
See  brothers  and  their  sisters  part, 

To  meet  again  no  more  ! 
0,  there  '11  be  mourning,  &c, 
The  day  of  mercy  's  o'er  ! 

6  See  Jesus  and  his  saints  unite, 

And  move  to  realms  of  endless  light, 
With  him  his  bride  shall  walk  in  white, 

In  innocence  and  love. 
0,  there  '11  be  glory,  &c, 

And  sweetest  songs  of  love  ! 

1049.    S.M. 

1  THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

Before  whose  awful  bar, 
With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread, 

We  all  must  soon  appear  ; 
Our  souls  by  grace  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 

And  stir  us  up  to  pray. 

2  To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When,  robed  in  majesty  and  power, 
Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down  ; 
647 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

Th'  immortal  Son  of  man, 
To  judge  the  human  race, 

With  all  the  Father's  dazzling  train, 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 


1050.  c.  m. 

1  AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 

And  answer,  in  that  day, 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful,  then,  ought  I  to  live, 

With  what  religious  fear, 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behavior  here  ! 

4  Thou  mighty  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

The  watchful  power  bestow  ; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed 
In  all  I  speak  or  do. 

1051.  cm. 

1  GOD,  to  correct  a  guilty  world, 

In  wrath  is  slow  to  rise, 
But  comes  at  length  in  thunder  clothed, 
And  darkness  veils  the  skies. 

2  Dark  and  mysterious  is  the  course 

Of  his  tremendous  way  ; 
His  path  is  in  the  trackless  winds, 
And  in  the  foaming  sea. 
648 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

3  Yet,  though  enveloped  in  the  cloud, 

And  from  our  view  concealed, 
The  righteous  Judge  will  soon  appear, 
In  majesty  revealed. 

4  Then  will  he  curb  the  lawless  power, 

The  deadly  wrath,  of  man, 
And  all  the  windings  will  unfold 
Of  his  own  gracious  plan. 

1052.     8s. 

1  DAY  of  wrath,  that  day  of  burning, 
All  shall  melt,  to  ashes  turning, 

All  foretold  by  seers  discerning. 

2  0,  what  fear  it  shall  engender 

When  the  Judge  shall  come  in  splendor, 
Strict  to  mark  and  just  to  render. 

3  Trumpet-scattered  sound  of  wonder, 
Rending  sepulchres  asunder, 
Shall,  resistless,  summon  thunder. 

4  All  aghast  then  death  shall  shiver , 
And  great  nature's  frame  shall  quiver, 
"When  the  graves  their  dead  deliver. 

5  Book  where  every  act 's  recorded, 
All  events  all  time  afforded, 

Shall  be  brought,  and  dooms  awarded. 

6  When  shall  sit  the  Judge  unerring, 
He  '11  unfold  all  here  occurring, 
No  just  vengeance  then  deferring. 

7  What  shall  I  say  that  time  pending? 
Ask  what  Advocate's  befriending, 
When  the  iust  man  needs  defending  ? 

649 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

8  King  Almighty,  and  all-knowing, 
Grace  to  sinners  freely  showing, 
Save  me,  fount  of  good  o'erflowing. 

9  Think,  0  Jesus,  for  what  reason 

Thou  endur'dst  eartlrs  spite  and  treason, 
Nor  me  lose  in  that  dread  season. 

10  Seeking  me  thy  worn  feet  hasted, 
On  the  cross  thy  soul  death  tasted  ; 
Let  such  labor  not  be  wasted. 

11  Righteous  Judge  of  retribution, 
Grant  me  perfect  absolution, 
Ere  that  day  of  execution. 

12  Culprit  like,  I,  heart  all  broken, 

On  my  cheek  shame's  crimson  token, 
Plead  the  pard'ning  word  be  spoken. 

13  Thou  who  Mary  gav'st  remission, 
Heard'st  the  dying  thief  s  petition, 
Cheer  with  hope  my  lost  condition. 

14  Though  my  prayers  do  nothing  merit, 
What  is  needful,  thou  confer  it, 
Lest  I  endless  fire  inherit. 

15  Mid  the  sheep  a  place  decide  me, 
And  from  goats  on  left  divide  me, 
Standing  on  the  right  beside  thee. 

16  When  th'  accursed  away  are  driven, 
To  eternal  burnings  given, 

Call  me  with  the  blessed  to  heaven. 

17  I  beseech  thee,  prostrate  lying, 
Heart  as  ashes,  contrite,  sighing, 
Care  for  me  when  I  am  dying. 

650 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

18  On  that  awful  day  of  wailing, 
Human  destinies  unveiling, 
When  man  rising,  stands  before  thee, 
Spare  the  culprit,  God  of  glory. 

1053.  L.M. 

1  THE  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust, 

Awed  by  the  Judge's  high  command  ; 

Both  small  and  great  now.  quit  their  dust, 

And  round  the  dread  tribunal  stand. 

2  Behold  the  awful  books  displayed, 

Big  with  th'  important  fates  of  men  ; 
Each  deed  and  word  now  public  made, 
As  wrote  by  Heaven's  unerring  pen. 

3  To  every  soul  the  books  assign 

The  joyous  or  the  dread  reward  ; 
Sinners  in  vain  lament  and  pine  ; 
No  plea  the  Judge  will  here  regard. 

4  Lord,  when  these  awful  leaves  unfold, 

May  life's  fair  book  my  soul  approve  ; 
There  may  I  read  my  name  enrolled, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

1054.  c.  p.  m. 

1  WHEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come 
To  call  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  ? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  throne  to  bow, 

Though  weakest  of  them  all ; 
651 


MESSIAH'S   TRIUMPH   AND   REIGN. 

But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought, 

To  have  my  worthless  name  left  out, 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it,  by  thy  grace  ! 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place 

In  that  expected  day  : 
Thy  pard'ning  voice,  O  let  me  hear, 
To  still  each  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray  ! 

4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found, 
Whene'er  th'  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  ; 
Then,  loudest  of  the  throng  I  '11  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

1055.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  LO,  he  cometh  ;  countless  trumpets 

Wake  to  life  the  slumb'ring  dead  ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels 
See  their  great  exalted  Head  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Full  of  joyful  expectation, 

Saints  behold  the  Judge  appear  ; 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him  ; 
Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome,  welcome,  Judge  divine  ! 

3  "  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

Enter  into  life  and  joy  ; 
Banish  all  your  fears  and  sorrows, 
Endless  praise  be  your  employ  :  " 

Hallelujah  ! 
Welcome,  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 
652 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 


1056.    p.m. 

1  GREAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ? 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  : 
The  trumpet  sounds  ;  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contained  before  : 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise, 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding. 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  But  sinners,  filled  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing  ; 
For  they  shall  rise  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing  : 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone  ; 
Trembling,  they  stand  before  the  throne, 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 

4  Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ? 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated  : 
Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 


1057.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

DAY  of  judgment !  day  of  wonders  ! 
Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
653 


MESSIAH  S    TRIUMPH    AND   REIGN. 

Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  : 

How  the  summons 
TTill  the  sinner's  heart  confound  ! 

2  See  the  Judge,  our  nature  wearing, 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 
Ye  who  long  for  his  appearing 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine." 

Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  us  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken, 
From  his  face  prepare  to  flee  : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Loved,  and  served  the  Lord  below, 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  ! 

You,  forever, 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

1058.    S.  M: 

1  AND  will  the  Judge  descend  ? 

And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven,  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away. 
654 


MESSIAH  3    TRIUMPH    AND    REIGN. 

3  But,  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark  !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

4  Come,  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear  ; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 


Reign. 

1059.      8s&7s. 

1  HARK,  ten  thousand  thousand  voices, 

Sing  the  song  of  Jubilee  ; 
Earth  through  all  her  tribes  rejoices, 

Broke  her  long  captivity. 
Hail,  Messiah  !  great  Deliverer, 
Hail,  Messiah  !  praise  to  thee  ! 

2  Now  the  theme,  in  pealing  thunders, 

Through  the  universe  is  rung  ; 
Now,  in  gentler  tones,  the  wonders 

Of  redeeming  grace  are  sung. 
Wider  now,  and  louder  rising, 
Swells  and  soars  th'  enraptured  strain. 

3  While  they  sweep  the  golden  lyre, 

More  enchanting  notes  arise, 
Till  each  anthem,  wafted  higher, 

Joins  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 
Earth's  unnumbered  tongues  comprising, 
Sound  the  Conqueror's  praise  again. 

4  0,  the  rapturous,  blissful  story, 

Spoken  to  Immanuel's  praise  ; 
655 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

And  the  strains  so  full  of  glory, 

That  immortal  voices  raise  ! 
Now  a  sea  of  bliss  unbounded 
Spreads  o'er  earth  from  pole  to  pole. 

While  our  crowns  of  glory  casting 
At  his  feet,  in  rapture  lost, 

We,  in  anthems  everlasting, 
Mingle  with  th'  angelic  host ; 

Jesus  reigns  !  the  shout  is  sounded, 

And  its  joyous  echoes  roll. 

Yes,  he  reigns  ;  the  great  Messiah, 
In  millennial  glory  crowned  ; 

Israel's  hope  and  earth's  desire, 
Now  triumphant  and  renowned. 

Hail,  Messiah !  reign  forever  ! 

Hail,  Immanuel !  Lord  of  all  ! 


1060.   7s. 

1  WAKE  the  song  of  Jubilee  ; 
Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea  ; 

Now  is  come  the  promised  hour  ; 
Jesus  reigns  with  sovereign  power. 

2  All  the  nations  join  and  sing, 

Praise  your  Saviour,  praise  your  King  ; 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
' '  Jesus  reigns  for  evermore  !  ' ' 

3  Hark  !  the  desert  lands  rejoice  ; 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice  ; 
Joy  !  the  whole  creation  sings  : 
"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings  !  " 

656 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 


1081.     6s&8s. 

1  JOY  to  the  ransomed  earth  ! 

Messiah  fills  the  throne ; 
His  all-excelling  worth 

Ye  joyful  nations  own. 
Ye  sons  of  men,  break  forth  and  sing 
The  praises  of  your  God  and  King  ! 

2  Behold,  the  desert  smiles 

To  hear  his  welcome  voice, 
And  all  the  list'ning  isles 

Beneath  his  love  rejoice. 
Ye  dwellers  in  the  islands,  sing 
The  glories  of  your  heavenly  King. 

3  To  gain  a  royal  crown 

Of  glory  for  his  bride, 
The  foe  he  trampled  down, 

And  conquered  when  he  died. 
0  earth,  rejoice!  break  forth  and  sing 
The  conquests  of  your  God  and  King  ! 

1062.   h.  m. 

1  0  THE  amazing  change  ! 

A  world  created  new  ! 
My  thoughts  with  transport  range, 

The  lovely  scene  to  view  : 
Thee,  Lord  divine,  in  all  I  trace ; 
The  work  is  thine  —  thine  be  the  praise. 

2  Where  pointed  brambles  grew, 

Entwined  with  horrid  thorn, 
Gay  flowers,  forever  new, 
The  painted  fields  adorn  ; 
42  657 


Messiah's  triumph  and  reign. 

The  lily  there,  and  blushing  rose, 
In  union  fair  their  sweets  disclose. 

3  Where  the  bleak  mountain  stood, 

All  bare  and  disarrayed, 
See  the  wide  branching  wood 

Diffuse  its  grateful  shade  ; 
Tall  oaks,  and  pines,  and  cedars  nod, 
And  elms  and  vines  confess  their  God. 

4  The  tyrants  of  the  plain 

Their  savage  chase  give  o'er  ; 
No  more  they  rend  the  slain, 

They  thirst  for  blood  no  more  ; 
But  infant  hands  fierce  tigers  lead, 
And  lions  with  the  oxen  feed. 

5  0,  when,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  these  glad  scenes  arise 
To  verify  thy  word, 

And  bless  our  wond'ring  eyes  ; 
That  earth,  with  all  her  tongues,  may  raise 
United  songs  of  ardent  praise  ? 


1063.     lis  &  10s. 

1  HAIL  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning  ! 

Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain  ! 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourning  ; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning. 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold  ! 
Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning  ! 
Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 
658 


PRAYER   AND   CONFERENCE. 

3  Lo,  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing  ; 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along  ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-tops  echoes  are  ringing  ; 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure  and  mingle  in  sons. 

4  See  the  dead  risen  from  land  and  from  ocean  ; 

Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high  ; 
Fall'n  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion  ; 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 


XXXI.  PRAYER  AND  CONFERENCE. 


1064.  CM. 

1  "WITHIN  these  doors  assembled  now, 

We  wait  thy  blessing,  Lord ; 
Appear  within  the  midst,  we  pray, 
According  to  thy  word. 

2  May  some  sweet  promise  be  applied, 

When  we  attempt  to  read  ; 
For  this  alone  can  give  support 
In  every  time  of  need. 

3  0  breathe  upon  our  lifeless  souls, 

And  raise  our  drooping  hearts  ; 
That  we  may  see  thy  smiling  face 
Before  we  hence  depart. 

4  And  now,  0  blessed  Spirit,  come  ! 

We  long  to  see  thee  move  ; 
Strengthen  our  faith,  revive  our  zeal, 
And  fill  us  all  with  love. 
659 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

1065.   cm. 

1  JESUS,  let  not  thy  grace  delay 

To  meet  us  with  thy  love  ; 
Drive  interposing  clouds  away, 
And  make  our  guilt  remove. 

2  Come  in  with  power  to  every  soul , 

O,  thou  immortal  Dove  ! 
Make  every  wounded  spirit  whole 
"With  thy  redeeming  love. 

3  "We  long  to  meet  our  God  to-day, 

And  taste  thy  grace  divine, 
That  every  soul  with  joy  may  say, 
My  Lord,  my  God  is  mine. 

1066.   l.m.  - 

1  HOW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  a  while, 

And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile, 
And  come  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee  ; 
Ah,  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet ; 
Let  this  the  "  gate  of  heaven  "  be. 

3  Chief  of  ten  thousand,"  now  appear, 

That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face  ; 

0,  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place  ! 


1067.    p.m. 

1  WE  'RE  going  home,  we  've  had  visions  bright 
Of  that  holy  land,  that  world  of  light, 
660 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

Where  the  long  dark  night  of  time  is  past, 
And  the  morn  of  eternity  's  come  at  last ; 
Where  the  weary  saint  no  more  shall  roam, 
But  dwell  in  a  sunny,  peaceful  home  ; 
Where  the  brow  with  celestial  gems  is  crowned, 
And  waves  of  bliss  are  dashing  around. 

0  that  beautiful  world  !  0  that  beautiful  world  ! 

2  We  're  going  home,  we  soon  shall  be 
Where  the  sky  is  clear  and  the  soil  is  free, 
Where  the  victor's  song  floats  o'er  the  plain, 
And  the  seraph's  anthems  blend  with  its  strains, 
Where  the  sun  rolls  down  its  brilliant  flood, 
And  beams  on  a  world  that  is  fair  and  good, 
And  stars,  that  dimmed  at  nature's  doom, 

Will  sparkle  and  dance  o'er  the  new  earth's  bloom. 
0  that  beautiful  home  !  0  that  beautiful  home  ! 

3  Where  the  tears  and  sighs  which  here  were  given 
Are  exchanged  for  the  gladsome  song  of  heaven, 
Where  the  beauteous  forms  which  sing  and  shine 
Are  guarded  well  by  a  hand  divine. 

Pure  love's  banner  and  friendship's  wand 
Are  waving  above  that  princely  band, 
And  the  glory  of  God,  like  a  molten  sea, 
Will  bathe  that  immortal  company. 

0  that  beautiful  home  !  0  that  beautiful  home  ! 

4  Mid  the  ransomed  throng,  mid  the  sea  of  bliss, 
Mid  the  holy  city's  gorgeousness, 

Mid  the  verdant  plains,  mid  angels'  cheer, 
Mid  the  flowers  that  never  of  winter  wear  ; 
Where  the  conqueror's  song,  as  it  sounds  afar, 
Is  wafted  on  the  ambrosial  air  ; 
Through  endless  years  we  then  shall  prove 
The  depths  of  a  Saviour's  matchless  love. 

0  that  beautiful  world  !  O  that  beautiful  world  ! 
661 


PRATER    AND    CONFERENCE. 
1068.  12S  &  US. 

I  LONG  here  have  wandered  a  pilgrim  and  stranger  ; 

Aloof  from  the  world  have  endeavored  to  keep  ; 
All  free  from  its  error,  pollution  and  danger, 

Till  I  should  be  changed,  or  in  Jesus  should  sleep. 
Its  joys  and  its  sorrows,  its  pains  and  its  pleasure, 
Its  poverty's  vale  or  its  envied  treasure, 
I  count  all  as  nothing,  compared  with  the  measure 

Of  glory  that 's  promised  when  Christ  shall  appear. 

By  foes  I  'm  despised,  and  by  friends  am  forsaken  ; 

My  hope  is  deferred,  and  sick  is  my  heart  ; 
Though  oft  disappointed  and  sometimes  mistaken, 

Yet  from  my  dear  Jesus  I  ne'er  will  depart. 
The  day  of  probation  is  rapidly  fleeting  ; 
All  hail,  happy  morning  of  that  glorious  meeting  ! 
My  soul  in  sweet  transports  exults  in  repeating  ; 

I  '11  meet  all  the  saints  when  old  time  is  no  more  ! 

Come,  all  my  dear  brethren  who  pant  for  salvation, 
With  warm  heart  and  hand  you  in  friendship  I 
greet; 

And,  though  we  now  sigh  with  a  groaning  creation, 
In  realms  of  bright  glory  we  hope  soon  to  meet. 

With  saints  and  with  angels  we  there  shall  admire 

Our  glorious  Redeemer,  and  never  more  tire  ; 

The  thought  of  that  bliss  doth  my  soul  now  inspire  : 
0  glory,  0  glory,  my  heart  now  is  there ! 

1069.    p.  m. 

1  MUST  Simon  bear  his  cross  alone, 
And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No  ;  there  's  a  cross  for  every  one, 

And  there  's  a  cross  for  me. 
Yes,  there  's  a  cross  on  Calvary, 
Through  which  by  faith  the  crown  I  see ; 
To  me  't  is  pardon  bringing  ; 
0,  that 's  the  cross  for  me  ! 
662 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

How  faithful  does  the  Saviour  prove 
To  those  who  serve  him  here  ! 

They  now  may  taste  his  perfect  love, 
And  joy  to  hail  him  near. 

Yes,  perfect  love  will  dry  the  tear, 

And  cast  out  all  tormenting  fear, 
Which  round  my  heart  is  clinging  ; 
0,  that 's  the  love  for  me  ! 

We  '11  bear  the  consecrated  cross, 
Till  from  the  cross  we  're  free, 

And  then  go  home  to  wear  the  crown, 
For  there  's  a  crown  for  me. 

Yes,  there  's  a  crown  in  heaven  above, 

The  purchase  of  my  Saviour's  love, 
For  me  at  his  appearing  ; 
O,  that  's  the  crown  for  me  ! 


70.   c.  m. 


1  JESUS,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend  ; 

As  such  I  look  to  thee  ; 
Now,  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 
Now,  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

2  Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary  ; 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans, 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  wondrous  advocate  with  God, 

1  yield  myself  to  thee  : 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 
663 


PRATER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

4  I  own  I  'm  guilty,  own  I  'm  vile, 

Yet  thy  salvation  's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 
0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

1071.     L.M. 

1  COMMAND  thy  blessing  from  above, 

O  God,  on  all  assembled  here  ! 
Behold  us  with  a  Father's  love, 
While  we  look  up  with  filial  fear. 

2  Command  thy  blessing,  Jesus,  Lord  ; 

May  we  thy  true  disciples  be  ; 
Speak  to  each  heart  the  mighty  word, 
Say  to  the  weakest,  "  Follow  me." 

3  Command  thy  blessing,  in  this  hour, 

Spirit  of  truth,  and  fill  this  place 
With  humbling  and  exalting  power, 
With  quick'ning  and  confirming  grace. 

4  0  thou,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  Guide, 

Our  gracious  God,- by  us  confessed  ; 
May  naught  in  life  or  death  divide 
The  saints  in  thy  communion  blessed. 

5  With  thee,  and  these,  forever  bound, 

May  all  who  here  in  prayer  unite, 
With  harps  and  songs  thy  throne  surround, 
Rest  in  thy  love,  and  reign  in  light. 

1072.    p.m. 

THERE  is  a  land,  a  better  land  than  this  — 
There  's  my  home,  there  's  my  home  ; 

A  land  of  pure,  unbounded,  perfect  bliss  — 
There  'a  my  home,  there  's  my  home. 
GG4 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

A  captive  on  this  desert  shore, 
I  long  to  count  my  exile  o'er, 
And  be  where  sorrows  come  no  more  : 
There  's  my  home,  there  's  my  home. 

2  Far,  far  I  am  from  my  own  happy  shore  — 

I  would  go,  I  would  go  ; 
But  yet  my  days  of  exile  are  not  o'er  — 

I  would  go,  I  would  go  ; 
I  would  not  stay  though  earth  were  mine  ; 
Though  all  its  treasures  forme  shine, 
A  captive  here,  I  still  should  pine  : 

I  would  go,  I  would  go. 

3  Bright  visions  of  that  blissful  land  appear' 

There  's  my  home,  there  's  my  home. 
How  long  a  pilgrim  must  I  wander  here  ? 

There  'a  my  home,  there  's  my  home  ; 
O^tell  me  that  I  soon  shall  be 
With  all  the  ransomed  exiles  free 
There  in  that  land  I  long  to  see  ! 

There  's  my  home,  there  's  my  home. 

4  There  is  a  land,  a  brighter  land  than  this  ; 

Joys  are  there,  joys  are  there ; 
No  pain  or  sorrow,  sickness  or  distress, 

Reaches  there,  reaches  there  ! 
Bright  fields  of  pleasure  greet  the  eye, 
And  crystal  streams  that  never  dry  ; 
0,  give  me  wings,  I  now  would  fly, 

And  be  there,  and  be  there  ! 

1073.   9s  &  lis. 

I  'M  a  pilgrim  and  I  'm  a  stranger  ; 
I  can  tarry  /  I  can  tarry  but  a  night  ; 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing. 
665 


PRATER   AND    CONFERENCE. 


There  the  glory  is  ever  shining  ; 
O,  my  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is  there  ! 
Here  in  this  country  so  dark  and  dreary, 
I  long  have  wandered  forlorn  and  weary. 
I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

2  There  's  the  city  to  which  I  journey  ; 
My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  its  light ; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  tears  there,  nor  any  dying. 

I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

3  Farewell,  neighbors,  with  tears  I  've  warned  you  ; 
I  must  leave  you,  I  must  leave  you,  and  be  gone  ; 
With  this  your  portion,  your  heart's  desire  ; 
Why  will  you  perish  in  raging  fire? 

I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

4  Father,  mother  and  sister,  brother, 

If  you  will  not  journey  with  me,  I  must  go. 
Now,  since  your  vain  hopes  you  will  thus  cherish, 
Should  I  too  linger,  and  with  you  perish  ? 
I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger,  &c. 

5  Farewell,  dreary  earth,  by  sin  so  blighted  ; 
In  immortal  beauty  soon  you  '11  be  arrayed  ; 

He  who  has  formed  thee,  will  soon  restore  thee  : 
And  then  thy  dread  curse  shall  never  more  be  : 
I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'in  a  stranger, 
Till  thy  rest  shall  end  the  weary  pilgrim's  night. 

1074.    p.m. 

1  JESUS  our  Saviour  says,  I  will  appear  ; 
Have  you  faith  ? 
My  trumpet  is  sounding  majestic  and  clear  ; 

.Have  you  faith? 
The  faithful  alone  I  come  to  see, 
And  they  shall  live  and  reign  with  me  : 
Onlv  have  faith  !  only  have  faith  !  only  have  faith  ! 
666 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  Prophets  have  spoken,  their  words  are  fulfilled  ; 

Have  you  faith  ? 
My  word  is  established,  your  anguish  is  stilled  ; 

Have  you  faith  ? 
The  plan  of  salvation  the  faith's  eye  will  see, 
And  live  forever  and  reign  with  ine  ; 
Only  have  faith  !  only  have  faith  !  only  have  faith  ! 

3  Though  I  should  tarry  be  not  dismayed  ; 

Have  you  faith  ? 
The  judgment  is  coming  o'er  all,  I  've  said  ; 

Have  you  faith  ? 
The  doubt  to  the  bondage,  the  faith  to  the  free, 
To  live  forever  and  reign  with  me  ; 
Only  have  faith  !  only  have  faith  !  only  have  faith  ! 


1075.    7s. 

1  BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear  ; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we  've  a  friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end  ; 
Forward,  then,  with  courage  go  ; 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home. 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snares 
Lie  to  take  us  unawares  ; 
Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  heart ; 
But,  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  shall  soon  victorious  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home. 

3  But,  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  apt  to  turn  our  feet, 

667 


PRATER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

None  betray  us  into  sin, 
Like  the  foes  we  have  within  ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
Christ  will  also  conquer  these  ; 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home. 

1076.      10s  &  7s. 

1  CHRISTIAN,  the  warfare  will  now  soon  be  o'er  ; 

0  do  not  fear,  do  not  fear  ! 
Soon  thou  wilt  rest  where  thy  foes  come  no  more  ; 

Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 
What  though  the  night  be  so  dreary  and  long  ? 
What  though  thy  foes  are  unwearied  and  strong  ? 
Soon  thou  shalt  join  in  the  conqueror's  song  : 

Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 

2  What  though  the  billows  of  life  darkly  roll  ? 

0  do  not  fear,  do  not  fear  ! 
Friends  all  forsake  thee,  and  cares  press  thy  soul  ? 

Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 
Christian,  remember  that  Christ  loves  thee  still ; 
Only  be  faithful  in  doing  his  will  ; 
Soon  thou  wilt  stand  with  him  on  Zion's  hill : 

Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 

3  Christian,  the  angels  are  coming  for  thee  ; 

0  do  not  fear,  do  not  fear  ! 
Whom  thou  dost  love  thou  in  glory  shalt  see  ; 

Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 
0,  if  thou  wouldst  through  the  warfare  endure, 
Keep  on  thy  armor,  and  all  thy  robes  pure  ! 
Faith  overcomes,  and  will  make  the  prize  sure  : 

Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 

4  Christian,  the  shadows  will  soon  flee  away  ; 

O  do  not  fear,  do  not  fear  ! 
Then  thou  wilt  enter  a  glorious  day  ; 
Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 
668 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

In  the  bright  kingdom  forever  to  dwell  ; 
Join  angel  choirs,  and  the  rich  anthem  swell ; 
Bid  to  thy  sorrows  a  long,  long  farewell ! 
Be  of  good  cheer,  of  good  cheer  ! 

1077.    cm. 

1  0,  NO,  we  cannot  sing  our  songs, 

Our  glad  and  cheerful  lays  ; 
Our  saddened  harps  refuse  their  strings 

To  Zion's  joyful  strains  ! 
They  bid  us  be  in  mirthful  mood, 

xlnd  dry  these  tears  so  sad  ; 
But  Judah's  hearths  are  desolate, 

And  how  can  we  be  glad  ? 

2  Our  silent  harps  o'er  Babel's  streams 

Are  hung  on  willows  lone  ; 
We  '11  mourn  until  our  absent  Lord 

Returns  to  claim  his  own. 
When,  'neath  the  curse,  the  groaning  earth 

Moans  forth  her  plaintive  prayer, 
How  can  we  sing  with  joy  and  mirth  ? 

0,  no,  her  grief  we  'il  share  ! 

3  How  can  we  sing  when  martyrs  mourn, 

"  How  long,  0  Lord,  how  long  ?  " 
How  can  our  souls  gush  forth  in  joy, 

x\nd  swell  with  raptured  song  ? 
Then  bid  us  not  refrain  from  grief, 

For  we  must  still  be  sad  ; 
Until  the  "  Morning  Star  "  arise, 

We  will  no  more  be  glad. 

1078.      8s&7s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  0,  SINNER,  come,  without  delay, 
And  seek  a  home  in  glory  ! 
669 


PRAYER   AND   CONFERENCE. 

The  Lord  is  calling  you  to-day, 
He  pleads  for  you  in  glory. 
O  glory  !  0  glory  ! 
There  's  power  in  Jesus'  dying  love 
To  bring  you  home  to  glory. 

2  0  turn  and  live,  to  you  he  cries, 

And  you  shall  share  my  glory  ! 
But,  if  my  mercy  you  despise, 
You  cannot  see  my  glory. 
0  glory  !  &c. 

3  Repent,  and  give  him  now  your  heart ; 

He  is  the  Lord  of  glory  ; 
Confess  his  name,  secure  a  part 
When  he  shall  come  in  glory. 
0  glory  !  &c. 

4  Now  is  your  time  ;  no  more  delay, 

For  soon  he  '11  come  in  glory  ; 
When,  shut  without,  in  vain  you  '11  pray; 
You  've  lost  all  hope  of  glory. 
0  glory  !   &c. 

5  0  do  not  madly  slight  his  grace, 

And  lose  the  crown  of  glory  ; 
But  now,  before  you  leave  this  place, 
Begin  the  race  for  glory. 
0  glory  !   &c. 

6  Awake  !  awake  !  the  Judge  is  near  ; 

Prepare,  prepare  for  glory  ; 
If  sleeping  when  he  shall  appear, 
You  cannot  bear  his  glory. 
0  glory  !  &c. 

1079.    p.m. 

1   WEARY  pilgrim,  why  this  sadness? 
Why  'mid  sorrow's  scenes  decline? 
670 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

The  "  trial  strange  "  brings  joy  and  gladness  ; 
For  all  things  shall  yet  be  thine  ; 
0,  yes,  all  things  shall  yet  be  thine  ! 

2  Earth  anew,  with  robe  of  glory, 

Shall  rejoice  in  hill  and  vale  ; 
And  sweetest  harpings  tell  the  story 
Of  the  love  that  could  not  fail ; 
0,  yes,  the  love  that  could  not  fail  ! 

3  Thou  shalt  range  the  fields  of  pleasure, 

Where  joy's  gushing  songs  arise  ; 
Thou  shalt  have  all  thy  well-stored  treasure 
In  the  New  Earth,  Paradise  ; 
Yes,  in  the  New  Earth,  Paradise  ! 

4  Weary  pilgrim,  leave  thy  sadness, 

To  Mount  Zion  thou  art  come  ; 
Now  swell  thy  songs  of  joy  and  gladness, 
And  rejoice  in  thy  blest  home  ; 
Thine  own  and  Jesus'  heavenly  home  ! 

1080.    lis. 

1  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  In  every  condition,  —  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 

At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea,  — 
As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  ever  be. 

3  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee  ;  0,  be  not  dismayed  ! 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

I  '11  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous  omnipotent  hand. 
671 


PRAYER    AND    COHERENCE. 

4  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply  ; 

The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee  ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not,  desert  to  his  foes  ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake. 
I  will  never,  no  never,  no  never  forsake  ! 

1081.      L.  M. 

1  WHERE  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 

Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise, — 

2  There,  says  the  Saviour,  will  I  be, 
Amid  this  little  company  ; 

To  them  unveil  my  smiling  face, 
And  shed  my  glories  round  the  place. 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  ; 

Now  send  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

Now  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  ! 

1082.    c.  p.  if. 

1  WHERE  two  or  three  together  meet, 
My  love  and  mercy  to  repeat, 

And  tell  what  I  have  done, 
There  will  I  be,  saith  God,  to  bless, 
And  every  burdened  soul  redress, 

Who  worships  at  my  throne. 

2  Make  one  in  this  assembly,  Lord, 
Speak  to  each  heart  some  cheering  word. 

To  set  the  spirit  free  ; 
672 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Impart  a  kind,  celestial  shower, 
And  grant  that  we  may  spend  an  hour 
In  fellowship  with  thee. 

1083.  7s.  6  1. 

1  HOLY  Lord,  our  hearts  prepare 
For  the  solemn  work  of  prayer  ; 
Grant  that  when  we  bend  the  knee 
All  our  thoughts  may  turn  to  thee, 
And  thy  presence  may  be  found 
Breathing  peace  and  joy  around. 

2  Lord,  when  we  approach  thy  throne, 
Make  thy  power  and  glory  known  ; 
Thus  may  we  be  taught  to  call 
Humbly  on  the  Lord  of  all, 

And  with  reverence  and  fear 
At  thy  footstool  to  appear. 

3  Teach  us,  as  we  breathe  our  woes, 
On  thy  promise  to  repose, 

All  thy  tender  love  to  trace 
In  the  Saviour's  work  of  grace, 
And  with  confidence  depend 
On  a  gracious  God  and  Friend. 

1084.  8s&7s. 

FAR  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 

Sordid  hopes  and  fond  desires, 
Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  Fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes  ; 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 

Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 
43  673 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind  ; 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation, 

From  the  dross  of  guilt  refined  ; 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none  ; 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

3  Every  stain  of  guilt  abhorring, 

Firm  and  bold  in  virtue's  cause, 
Still  thy  providence  adoring, 

Faithful  subjects  to  thy  laws,  — 
Lord,  with  favor  still  attend  us, 

Bless  us  with  thy  wondrous  love  ! 
Thou,  our  sun  and  shield,  defend  us  ! 

All  our  hope  is  from  above. 

1085.    lis. 

'MID  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  complaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with  saints  ! 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there  's  room, 
And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home  ! 

CHORUS. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 

Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of  peace, 
And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  cannot  cease, 
Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I  roam, 
I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory,  at  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  !  &c. 

I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion  with  thee  ; 
Though  now  my  .temptations  like  billows  may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace  when  I  'm  with  thee  at  home 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  !  &c. 
674 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as  my  day  ! 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  !  &c. 

1086.     8s&7s. 

1  COME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount,  —  0,  fix  me  on  it !  — 

Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer  ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I  'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand 'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  0 ,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I  'm  constrained  to  be 
Let  that  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand 'ring  heart  to  thee  ! 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it, 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  ; 
Here  's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

1087.    us. 

1  WHY  sleep  ye,  my  brethren  ?  come,  let  us  arise  ; 
0,  why  should  we  slumber  in  sight  of  the  prize  ? 
675 

i 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Salvation  is  nearer  ;  our  day  is  far  spent ; 
0,  let  us  be  active  !  awake,  and  repent ! 

2  0,  how  can  we  slumber?  the  Master  will  come  ; 
He  's  calling  on  sinners  to  seek  them  a  home  : 
The  Spirit  and  Bride  now  in  concert  unite  ; 
The  weary  they  welcome,  the  careless  invite. 

3  0,  how  can  we  slumber  ?  the  judgment  is  near, 
And  sinners  are  crowding  to  endless  despair  ; 
Now  prayer  may  avail ;  they  may  gain  the  high  prize 
Before  they  in  torment  shall  lift  up  their  eyes. 

4  0,  how  can  ye  slumber?  ye  sinners,  look  round 
Before  the  last  trumpet  your  heart  shall  confound  ; 
0,  fly  to  the  Saviour  !  he  calls  you  to-day  ; 
While  mercy  is  waiting,  0,  make  no  delay  ! 

1088.    l.  m. 

1  LET  all  that  wait  the  coming  King 
Now  to  his  name  sweet  praises  bring  ; 
He  cometh  quickly  :  sound  it  high, 
Till  echoes  meet  the  vocal  sky. 

2  Earth  shall  depart,  and  like  a  scroll 
The  passing  heavens  together  roll  ; 
For  Jesus1  faithful  words  shall  be 
Enduring  as  eternity. 

3  Now  let  thy  kingdom  come,  0  Lord, 
As  thou  hast  promised  in  thy  word  ; 
Fill  earth  with  glory  like  a  sea  ; 

0,  speak  the  word,  and  it  shall  be  ! 

1089.      7s  &  6s. 

1  HOW  long,  0  Lord,  our  Saviour, 
Wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 
676 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Our  hearts  are  growing  weary 

Of  thy  so  long  delay  ; 
0,  when  shall  come  the  moment 

When,  brighter  far  than  morn, 
The  sunshine  of  thy  glory 

Shall  on  the  people  dawn  ? 

2  How  long,  0  gracious  Master, 

Wilt  thou  thy  household  leave  ? 
So  long  hast  thou  now  tarried, 

Few  thy  return  believe. 
Immersed  in  sloth  and  folly, 

Thy  servants,  Lord,  we  see  ; 
And  few  of  us  stand  ready 

With  joy  to  welcome  thee. 

3  How  long,  0  heavenly  Bridegroom  ! 

How  long  wilt  thou  delay  ? 
And  yet  how  few  are  grieving 

That  thou  dost  absent  stay  ! 
Thy  very  bride  her  portion 

And  calling  hath  forgot, 
And  seeks  for  ease  and  glory 

Where  thou,  her  Lord,  art  not. 

4  0,  wake  thy  slumb'ring  virgins  ! 

Send  forth  the  solemn  cry, 
Let  all  thy  saints  repeat  it, 

"  The  Bridegroom  draweth  nigh !  " 
May  all  our  lamps  be  burning, 

Our  loins  well  girded  be, 
Each  longing  heart  preparing 

With  joy  thy  face  to  see. 

1090.    p.m. 

1  LO ,  the  time  hastens  on,  soon  the  morning  will  dawn. 
When  the  King  shall  in  glory  descend  ; 
677 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 


We  expect  soon  to  join  all  the  bright,  holy  throng, 
In  the  kingdom  that  never  shall  end. 

CHORUS. 

0  Saviour  !  dear  Saviour  !  0  Saviour,  come  ! 
Here  we  mourn,  and  we  sigh,  and  we  still  ever  cry, 
Come  and  gather  the  faithful  home. 

2  All  the  prophets  of  old  saw  a  beautiful  world, 

And  they  looked  for  the  same  with  delight  ; 
And  apostles  have  told  of  a  city  of  gold, 
Where  the  Lamb  is  its  glorious  light. 

3  0,  we  long  to  be  there  where  no  sorrow  or  care 

Can  disturb  that  sweet,  heavenly  rest ! 
And  we  hope  soon  to  share  in  those  beauties  so  rare, 
In  reserve  for  the  good  and  the  blest. 

4  Soon  our  friends  we  shall  meet,  and  our  beloved 

ones  greet, 

Who  so  long  have  been  slumb'ring  in  dust ; 
'T  will  be  joyful  and  sweet,  when  salvation  's  com- 
plete, 

To  unite  with  the  glad  ransomed  host. 

5  Lo,  the  Bridegroom  is  near  !  sweetly  falls  on  the  ear, 

Rousing  up  all  the  virgins  who  sleep  ; 
He  will  shortly  appear,  and  he  '11  wipe  every  tear 
From  his  dear  mourning  children  that  weep. 


1091.      8s  &  7s. 

JESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
All  to  leave  and  follow  thee  ; 

All  things  else  I  have  forsaken  ; 
Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be. 
078 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I  've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known  ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition 

While  I  prove  the  Lord  my  own  ! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too  ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me, 

Thou  art  faithful,  thou  art  true. 
0,  't  is  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me  ! 
0,  't  were  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

If  that  love  were  hid  from  me  ! 

3  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation  ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care  ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

4  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer  ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee  ; 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there  ; 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


1092.    p.  m. 

1  AS  I  view  the  last  sand3  of  old  time  sink  away, 
0  grant  me,  dear  Saviour,  this  boon  : 
679 


PRAYER  AND   CONFERENCE. 

That  I  never,  never  may  from  thy  smiles  go  astray, 
Nor  share  the  impenitent 's  doom. 

CHORUS. 

Roll  on,  then,  old  time,  while  I  sigh  for  the  land, 
Through  this  dark,  gloomy  region  of  pain, 

For  fair  Beulah's  land,  and  the  pure  spotless  band, 
Where  the  King  in  his  beauty  shall  reign. 

2  Pilgrim,  haste  on  thy  way,  for  the  sun  's  gliding 

down; 
Escape  for  thy  life,  while  there  's  room  ; 
See  dark  clouds  gathering  round,  mantling  earth 

with  a  frown, 
And  wide  spreads  the  thick 'ning  gloom. 

3  Pilgrim,  hark,  on  each  breeze  as  it  comes  from  afar, 

How  the  low  mutt'ring  thunders  break  round  ! 
From  the  dim  distant  shore  rings  the  clarion  of  war, 
Haste  thee  on  !  soon  the  last  trump  shall  sound  ! 

4  Pilgrim,  lift  up  thy  head,  soon  the  kingdom  will 

come, 
And  the  saints  then  in  glory  appear  ; 
In  their  fair  Eden  home,  with  their  King  ever  roam, 
And  his  hand  wipe  away  every  tear. 

1093.    p.  m. 

1  LO,  down  in  this  beautiful  valley, 

Where  love  crowns  the  meek  and  the  lowly, 
Where  loud  storms  of  envy  and  folly 
May  roll  on  the  billows  in  vain  ! 

CHORUS. 

0,  there,  there  the  Lord  will  deliver, 
And  souls  drink  this  beautiful  river, 
Which  flows  peace  forever  and  ever, 
AVhere  love  and  joy  do  always  increase. 
680 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  This  low  vale  is  far  from  contention  ; 
No  soul  there  can  harbor  dissension  ; 
No  dark  wiles  of  evil  invention 
Belong  in  these  regions  of  peace. 

3  The  low  soul  in  humble  subjection 
Shall  there  find  unshaken  protection  ; 
The  soft  gales  of  cheering  reflection, 
The  mind  soothes  in  sorrow  and  pain. 

4  We  '11  soon  leave  this  beautiful  valley 
For  joys  far  surpassing  in  glory, 

And  dwell  with  the  meek,  pure  and  holy, 
Where  sin,  death,  and  raging  storms  cease. 

5  0,  there,  with  the  King  in  his  beauty, 
We  '11  drink  wine,  and  eat  hidden  manna, 
And  praise  God  forever  in  glory, 

While  love  and  joy  will  always  increase  ! 

1094.    p.  m. 

.  OUR  bondage  it  will  end  by  and  by,  when  he  comes ; 
Our  bondage  it  will  end  when  he  comes  ; 
And,  from  Egypt's  yoke  set  free, 
Hail  the  glorious  jubilee  ; 
And  to  glory  we  '11  return  by  and  by,  when  he  comes; 
And  to  glory  we  '11  return  when  he  comes. 

2  Our  Deliverer  he  will  come,  by  and  by  ; 

And  our  sorrows  have  an  end 
When  our  Saviour  shall  descend, 
And  glory  crown  the  day,  by  and  by,  when  he  comes ; 
And  glory  crown  the  day  when  he  comes. 

3  Though  our  enemies  are  strong,  we  '11  go  on, 

Though  our  hearts  do  sometimes  fear  ; 
Lo,  Israel's  God  is  near, 
And  the  fiery  pillar  moves  ;  we  '11  go  on,  we  '11  go  on , 
And  the  fiery  pillar  moves  ;  we  '11  go  on. 
681 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

And  •when  to  Jordan's  flood  we  are  come, 

Jehovah  rules  the  tide, 

And  the  waters  he  '11  divide, 
And  the  ransomed  hosts  will  shout,  We  are  come, 
we  are  come  ! 

And  the  ransomed  hosts  will  shout,  "We  are  come  ! 

There  friends  shall  meet  again,  who  have  loved, 

And  their  union  will  be  sweet, 

At  the  dear  Redeemer's  feet, 
When  we  meet  to  part  no  more,  who  have  loved, 
who  have  loved  ; 

When  we  meet  to  part  no  more,  who  have  loved. 

1095.    7s. 

1  SON  of  God,  thy  people's  shield, 

Must  we  still  thine  absence  mourn  ? 
Let  thy  promise  be  fulfilled  ; 

Thou  hast  said,  "  I  will  return." 
Gracious  Master  soon  appear, 

Quickly  bring  thy  morning  light ; 
Then  will  cease  the  constant  tear, 

Hope  be  turned  to  joyful  sight. 

2  As  a  woman  counts  the  days 

Till  her  absent  Lord  she  sees, 
Longs  and  watches,  weeps  and  prays, 

So  the  church  must  long  for  thee. 
Come,  that  we  may  see  thee  nigh, 

Then  the  sheep  shall  feed  in  peace, 
Hush  forever  trouble's  sigh, 

Sin  and  sorrow's  triumph  cease. 

1096.      7s&6s. 

1  THE  gloomy  night  of  sadness 
Begins  to  flee  away  ; 
G82 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

The  glowing  tinge  of  morning 
Proclaims  the  rising  day  ; 

That  welcome  day  of  promise, 

When  Christ  shall  claim  his  right, 

And  on  the  world  in  darkness 
Pour  forth  a  flood  of  light. 

2  Now  truth,  unveiled,  is  shining 

With  beams  of  sacred  light ; 
The  morning  pilgrims  wonder, 

And  leave  the  paths  of  night ; 
Their  glowing  hearts  in  rapture 

Are  filled  with  joy  divine, 
Burst  forth  in  shouting  glory, 

And  like  their  Master  shine. 

3  Come,  let 's  begin  the  anthems, 

And  join  the  choir  above, 
Exalt  the  blest  Redeemer, 

And  praise  the  God  we  love  ; 
All  honor,  praise,  and  glory, 

Salvation  to  our  God, 
Hosanna  to  the  Saviour, 

Who  washed  us  in  his  blood. 

4  The  courts  of  heaven  are  ringing 

With  songs  of  highest  strains, 
And  holy  praise  is  rolling 

Along  the  flow'ry  plains  ; 
O,  could  we  rise  triumphant, 

And  join  with  those  above, 
To  shout  and  sing  forever 

The  Saviour's  dying  love  ! 

1097.      8s&4s. 

1  NOW  to  heaven  our  prayers  ascending, 
God  speed  the  right ; 
In  a  noble  cause  contending, 
God  speed  the  right. 
683 


PRATER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Be  their  zeal  in  heaven  recorded, 
In  a  better  land  rewarded  ; 
God  speed  the  right. 

Be  that  prayer  again  repeated, 

God  speed  the  right  ; 
Ne'er  despairing,  though  defeated, 

God  speed  the  right. 
Like  the  good  and  great  in  story, 
If  they  fail,  they  fail  with  glory  ; 

God  speed  the  right. 

Patient,  firm,  and  persevering, 

God  speed  the  right ; 
Ne'er  the  event  nor  danger  fearing, 

God  speed  the  right ; 
Pains,  nor  toils,  nor  trials  heeding, 
And  in  Heaven's  own  time  succeeding  ; 

God  speed  the  right. 

Still  their  onward  course  pursuing, 

God  speed  the  right ; 
Every  foe  at  length  subduing, 

God  speed  the  right. 
Truth,  thy  cause,  whate'cr  delay  it, 
There  's  no  power  on  earth  can  stay  it ; 

God  speed  the  right. 


1098.      8s&9s. 

1  "WE  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest ; 

Of  that  country  so  bright  and  so  fair ; 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confest ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

2  We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold  ; 

Of  its  walls  decked  with  jewels  so  rare  ; 
684 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Of  its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

3  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

4  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love  ; 

Of  the  robes  which  the  glorified  wear  ; 
Of  the  raptures  which  every  heart  move  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ? 

5  May  we,  then,  midst  pleasure  or  woe, 

For  that  kingdom  our  hearts  now  prepare ; 
And  shortly  we  also  shall  know, 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 


1099.       8s&4s.     [Peculiar.] 

1  WHEN  shall  the  saints  forever  rest 
With  aH  the  ransomed  and  the  blest  ? 
When  will  their  journeyings  all  be  o'er  ? 
When  will  they  meet  to  part  no  more  ? 
When  shall  their  toils  and  trials  cease  ? 
When  shall  they  rest  and  be  at  peace  ? 

When  Jesus  comes. 

2  When  shall  the  pilgrim's  longing  sight 
Be  gladdened  by  the  glorious  light, 
That  shall  be  shed  in  golden  flood 
Upon  the  paradise  of  God, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  ne'er  can  come, 
But  where  the  blest  shall  find  a  home  ? 
When  Jesus  comes. 

3  When  shall  the  war  and  strife  be  done  ? 
When  shall  the  hard-fought  fight  be  won? 

685 


PRAYER    AXD    COXFERE:s-CE. 

"When  shall  the  ransomed  victors  be 
Enrobed  in  immortality  ? 
When  shall  the  bond  of  death  be  riven  ? 
When  shall  the  crown  of  life  be  given  ? 
When  Jesus  comes. 

Then,  while  as  pilgrims  here  we  roam, 
We  ;11  cry,  Lord  Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 
Come,  end  our  faith,  our  hopes,  our  fears, 
Our  griefs  and  sorrows,  sighs  and  tears, 
Restore  the  kingdom,  wear  the  crown  ; 
0,  rend  the  heavens  !  appear,  comedown  ! 
Lord  Jesus,  come ! 


1100.      C.  M. 

DRESSED  uniform  Christ's  soldiers  are 

When  duty  calls  abroad  ; 
Not  purchased  by  their  cost  or  care, 

But  by  their  Prince  bestowed. 
Christ's  soldiers  eat  the  bread  of  God, 

Wear  regimental  dress, 
'T  is  heavenly  white,  and  faced  with  red, 

'T  is  Christ  our  righteousness. 

No  art  of  man  can  weave  this  robe, 

'T  is  of  such  mixture  fine, 
Nor  could  the  worth  of  all  the  globe 

By  purchase  make  it  mine  ; 
'Tis  of  one  piece,  and  wove  throughout 

So  wondrously  that  none 
Can  dress  up  in  this  uniform, 

Till  Jesus  puts  it  on. 

The  vesture  never  waxes  old, 

No  spot  thereon  can  fall  ; 
It  makes  the  soldier  strong  and  bold, 

And  dutiful  withal. 
686 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Lord,  dress  me  in  this  robe  each  day, 

And  it  shall  hide  my  shame  ; 
Shall  make  me  fight  'gainst  sin,  and  pray, 

And  bless  my  Captain's  name. 

4  How  firm  and  bold  Christ's  soldiers  are, 

When  dressed  up  in  this  robe  ! 
They  look  like  menrequipp'd  for  war, 

Or  like  the  sons  of  God. 
Their  shield  is  faith,  their  helmet,  hope, 

And  thus  they  march  Christ's  road  ; 
Christ's  spirit  is  their  glitt'ring  sword, 

They  act  their  part  for  God. 

1101.      lis  &  5s. 

1  THE  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away  ; 
They  bloom  for  a  season,  but  soon  they  decay  ; 
But  pleasures  more  lasting  in  Jesus  are  given, 
Salvation  on  earth,  and  a  mansion  in  heaven. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

The  saints  in  those  mansions  are  ever  at  home. 

2  Allure  me  no  longer,  ye  false  glowing  charms  ; 
The  Saviour  invites  me,  I  '11  go  to  his  arms  ; 
At  the  banquet  of  mercy  I  hear  there  is  room  ; 

0  there  may  I  feast  with  his  children  at  home  ! 
Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

0  Jesus,  conduct  me,  I  pray,  to  my  home  ! 

3  Farewell,  vain  amusements,  my  follies,  adieu, 
While  Jesus,  his  kingdom  and  glory,  I  view ; 

1  feast  on  the  pleasures  that  flow  from  his  throne. 
The  foretaste  divine  of  my  heavenly  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

0  when  shall  I  share  the  fruition  of  home  ! 

4  The  days  of  my  exile  are  passing  away, 

The  time  is  approaching  when  Jesus  will  say, 
687 


TRATER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Well  done,  faithful  servant,  sit  down  on  my  throne. 
And  dwell  in  my  presence,  forever  at  home  ! 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

0  there  I  shall  rest  with  the  Saviour  at  home  ! 

Affliction  and  sorrow  and  death  shall  be  o'er  ; 
The  saints  shall  unite  to  be  parted  no  more  ; 
Their  loud  hallelujahs  fill  heaven's  high  dome  ; 
They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  forever  at  home. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ! 

They  dwell  with  the  Saviour  forever  at  home. 


1102.    p.m. 

1  THE  groaning  earth  is  too  dark  and  drear 

For  the  saints'  eternal  home ; 
But  the  city  from  heaven  will  soon  be  here  ; 
We  know  that  the  moment  is  drawing  near 

When  she  in  her  glory  shall  come. 
Her  gates  of  pearl  we  soon  shall  see, 

And  her  music  we  soon  shall  hear  ; 
Joyous  and  bright  our  home  shall  be, 
And  we  '11  walk  in  the  shadow  of  life's  fair  tree, 

With  our  Saviour  forever  near. 

2  We  '11  gladly  exchange  a  world  like  this, 

Where  death  triumphant  reigns, 
For  a  beautiful  home  in  that  land  of  bliss 
Where  all  is  happiness,  joy  and  peace, 

And  nothing  can  enter  that  pains. 
There  is  no  more  sorrow  and  no  more  night, 

For  the  darkness  shall  pass  away, 
The  crucified  Lamb  is  its  glorious  light, 
And  the  saiuts  shall  walk  with  him  in  white 

In  that  happy,  endless  day. 
688 


PRAYER   AND   CONFERENCE. 

3  0  there  the  loved  of  earth  shall  meet, 

Whom  death  has  sundered  here  ; 
The  prophets  and  patriarchs  there  will  greet 
All  that  worship  at  Jesus'  feet, 

No  more  separation  to  fear. 
Though  trials  and  griefs  await  us  here, 

The  conflict  will  soon  be  o'er  ; 
This  glorious  hope  our  hearts  shall  cheer, 
For  we  know  that  the  Saviour  will  soon  appear, 

And  then  we  shall  grieve  no  more. 

1103.   lis. 

1  A  WARNING  from  heaven,  the  Saviour  is  near  ! 
He  calls  to  the  world,  and  commands  them  to  hear  : 
Then  ye  who  believe  him,  escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you  —  remember  Lot's  wife. 

2  No  time  now  to  revel,  to  sell  and  to  buy  ; 
What  prophets  have  spoken  is  now  passing  by : 
Then  ye  who  behold  it,  escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you  —  remember  Lot's  wife  ! 

3  In  the  hand  of  the  Lord  see  that  wine-cup  of  blood  ; 
Its  dregs  are  prepared  for  the  foes  of  our  God  ; 
The  cry  has  gone  upward,  Escape  for  your  life, 
And  look  not  behind  you  —  remember  Lot's  wife ! 

4  0  Zion,  thy  glory  ere  long  will  appear, 

No  more  then  thine  eye  shall  be  dimmed  with  a  tear  ; 
Make  Christ  still  your  refuge,  your  leader  and  life  ; 
Then  look  not  behind  you  —  remember  Lot's  wife  ! 

1104.     12s  &  lis. 

1  HOW  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that  await  me, 
In  yon  blissful  region,  that  haven  of  rest, 
Where  glorified  spirits  with  welcome  shall  greet  me, 
And  lead  me  to  mansions  prepared  for  the  blest : 
44  689 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Encircled  in  light,  and  with  glory  enshrouded, 
My  happiness  perfect,  my  mind's  sky  unclouded, 
I  '11  bathe  in  the  ocean  of  pleasure  unbounded, 
And  range  with  delight  through  the  Eden  of  love. 

While  angelic  legions,  with  harps  tuned  celestial, 

Harmoniously  join  in  the  concert  of  praise, 
The  saints,  as  they  flock  from  the  regions  terrestrial, 

In  loud  hallelujahs  their  voices  will  raise  ; 
Then  songs  to  the  Lamb  shall  reecho  thro'  heaven, 
My  soul  will  respond  —  to  Immanuel  be  given 
All  glory,  all  honor,  all  might  and  dominion, 
Who  brought  us  thro'  grace  to  the  Eden  of  love. 

Then  hail,  blessed  state  ;  hail,  ye  songsters  of  glory  ; 

Ye  harpers  of  bliss,  soon  I  '11  meet  you  above, 
And  join  your  full  choir  in  rehearsing  the  story, 

"  Salvation  from  sorrow  through  Jesus 's  love  ;  " 
Though  .prisoned  in  earth,  yet,  by  anticipation, 
Already  my  soul  feels  a  sweet  prelibation 
Of  joys  that  await  me,  when  freed  from  probation  : 

My  heart 's  now  in  heaven,  the  Eden  of  love. 

1105.    p.m. 

1  WE  have  heard  from  the  bright,  the  better  land  ; 

We  have  heard,  and  our  hearts  are  glad ; 
For  we  were  a  lonely  pilgrim  band, 

And  weary,  and  worn,  and  sad. 
They  tell  us  the  pilgrims  ever  dwell  there, 

No  longer  are  homeless  ones  ; 
We  know  that  the  goodly  land  is  fair  ; 

Life's  river  of  water  there  runs. 

2  They  say  green  fields  are  waving  there, 

And  they  never  a  blight  shall  know  ; 
That  desert  wilds  are  blooming  fair, 
And  roses  of  Sharon  grow  ; 
690 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

And  lovely  birds  in  bowers  green 

Their  melody  ever  repeat ; 
Their  warblings  mingle,  in  every  scene, 

With  harpings  of  seraphs  so  sweet. 

We  have  heard  of  the  robe,  the  palm,  the  crown, 

And  the  silvery  band  in  white  ; 
The  city  of  gems  in  a  high  renown, 

Illumined  with  heavenly  light ; 
The  King  is  seen  in  his  beauty  fair, 

The  joy  and  the  light  of  the  land  ; 
A  little  while,  and  we  hope  to  be  there, 

To  join  with  that  glorious  band. 

1106.     8s&4s. 

1  JESUS  died  on  Calv'ry's  mountain, 

Long  time  ago, 
And  salvation's  rolling  fountain 
Now  freely  flows. 

2  Once  his  voice  in  tones  of  pity 

Melted  in  woe, 
And  he  wept  o'er  Judah's  city 
Long  time  ago. 

3  On  his  head  the  dews  of  midnight 

Fell,  long  ago ; 
Now  a  crown  of  dazzling  sunlight 
Sits  on  his  brow. 

4  Jesus  died,  yet  lives  forever, 

No  more  to  die  ; 
Bleeding  Jesus,  blessed  Saviour, 
Now  sits  on  high. 

5  Now  in  heaven  he  's  interceding 

For  dying  men, 
Soon  he  '11  finish  all  his  pleading, 
And  come  again. 
691 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

6  Budding  fig-trees  tell  that  summer 

Dawns  o'er  the  hind  ; 
Signs  portend  that  Jesus'  coming 
Is  near  at  hand. 

7  When  he  comes,  a  voice  from  heaven 

Shall  pierce  the  tomb  : 
"  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
Children,  come  home." 


1107.    7*. 

1  CHRISTIAN,  careworn,  tempest-tost, 
Health,  possessions,  comforts  lost, 
On  the  grave,  so  dear  to  thee, 
Dropping  tears  of  agony  ; 

Faint  not  at  thy  Father's  rod, 
Fear  thou  not  the  rising  flood  ; 
Hear  his  words  of  cheer  to  thee  : 
' '  Thou  shalt  my  salvation  see  !  " 

2  Battler  for  the  crown  of  life, 
In  the  stern,  heroic  strife, 
Spirit-foes  without,  within, 
Hosts  of  error  and  of  sin  ; 
Christian  warrior,  be  thou  strong  ; 
Thine  shall  bo  the  victor's  song  ; 
Zion's  leader  speaks  to  thee  : 

"  Thou  shalt  my  salvation  see !  " 

3  Pilgrim  at  the  gate  of  death, 
Gasping  out  thy  waning  breath, 
Thrilled  with  pain,  beset  with  fear, 
As  eternity  draws  near  ; 

Dying  Christian,  courage  take  ; 
Angels'  chariots  round  thee  wait  ; 
Speaks  death's  Conqueror  now  to  thee, 
"  Thou  shalt  my  salvation  see  !  " 
692 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

4  In  the  dreadful  judgment  hour, 
When  the  clouds  of  vengeance  lower, 
When  the  Saviour  bursts  the  skies, 
And  the  summoned  dead  arise  ; 
Child  of  God  !  what  triumph  thine 
As  the  glorious  King  divine, 
Says  in  tones  of  love  to  thee, 
"  Come,  and  my  salvation  see." 


1108.     8s&7s. 

1  I  WOULD  love  thee,  God  and  Father, 

My  Redeemer,  and  nrjr  King  ; 
I  would  love  thee,  for,  without  thee, 
Life  is  but  a  bitter  thing. 

2  I  would  love  thee,  full  of  kindness, 

Thou  who  first  show'dst  love  for  me  , 
I  would  love  thee,  my  protector  ; 
I  for  refuge  flee  to  thee. 

3  I  would  love  thee  ;  every  blessing 

Flows  to  me  from  out  thy  throne ; 
I  would  love  thee  ;  he  who  loves  thee 
Never  feels  himself  alone. 

4  I  would  love  thee.     Look  upon  me, 

Ever  guide  me  by  thine  eye  ; 
I  would  love  thee  ;  if  not  nourished 
By  thy  love,  my  soul  would  die. 

5  I  would  love  thee  ;  may  thy  brightness 

Dazzle  my  rejoicing  eyes  ; 
I  would  love  thee  ;  may  thy  goodness 
Watch  from  heaven  o'er  all  I  prize. 

6  I  would  love  thee  —  thee,  my  refuge, 

While  the  evil  days  increase  ; 
693 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

I  would  love  thee,  thee  I  seek  for, 
Thou  exhaustless  source  of  peace. 

7  I  would  love  thee,  I  have  vowed  it ; 
On  thy  love  niy  heart  is  set ; 
"While  I  love  thee  I  will  never 
The  Redeemer's  blood  forget. 

1109.    ios. 

1  JOYFULLY,  joyfully,  onward  I  move, 
Bound  for  the  land  of  bright  glory  and  love  ; 
Angelic  choristers,  sing  as  I  come, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home  ! 

2  Soon,  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
On  to  the  land  of  the  blessed  I  go  ; 
Pilo;rim  and  stranger  no  more  shall  I  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 

3  Friends  fondly  cherished,  who  greet  me  no  more, 
Soon  shall  I  meet  on  the  fair  blissful  shore, 
Chanting  in  triumph  o'er  death's  chilling  gloom, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  resting  at  home. 

4  Sounds  of  sweet  music  will  fall  on  my  ear  ; 
Heavenly  harpings  I  ever  shall  hear  ; 
Ringing  in  harmony  through  the  high  dome, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  in  my  blest  home. 

5  Death ^with  thy  weapons  of  war,  lay  me  low  ; 
Strike,  King  of  terrors,  I  fear  not  the  blow  ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb  : 
Joyfully,  joyfully  I  shall  go  home. 

6  Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  banished,  his  sceptre  be  gone  ; 
Joyfully  then  shall  I  witness  his  doom, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home 

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1110.     Us. 

1  0,  JESUS,  my  Saviour,  I  know  thou  art  mine, 
For  thee  all  the  pleasures  of  sin  I  resign  ; 

Of  objects  most  pleasing,  I  love  thee  the  best, 
Without  thee  I  'm  wretched,  but  with  thee  I  'm  blest. 

2  Thy  Spirit  first  taught  me  to  know  I  was  blind, 
Then  taught  me  the  way  of  salvation  to  find  ; 
And  when  I  was  sinking  in  gloom  dark  and  drear, 
Thy  mercy  relieved  me,  and  bade  me  not  fear. 

3  In  vain  I  attempt  to  describe  all  my  joy, 
Though  language  of  men  or  of  saints  I  employ, 
My  Jesus  is  precious,  my  soul 's  in  a  flame, 

I  'm  raised  to  a  rapture  while  praising  his  name. 

4  I  find  him  in  singing,  I  find  him  in  prayer  ; 
In  blest  meditation  he  always  is  there  ; 

My  constant  companion,  0  may  we  ne'er  part  : 
All  glory  to  Jesus  !  he  dwells  in  my  heart. 

5  My  Saviour,  I  love  thee  ;  I  love  thee,  my  Lord  ; 

I  love  thy  dear  people,  thy  ways,  and  thy  word  ; 
With  tender  emotions  I  love  sinners  too, 
Since  Jesus  has  died  to  relieve  them  from  woe. 

6  I  'm  happy  in  Jesus,  and  cannot  forbear, 
Though  sinners  despise  me,  his  love  to  declare, 
His  love  overwhelms  me,  — with  wings  I  would  fly, 
And  praise  him  in  mansions  prepared  on  high. 

7  Then  millions  of  ages  my  soul  should  employ 
In  praising  my  Jesus,  my  God,  and  my  joy, 
Without  interruption,  where  all  the  glad  throng, 
With  pleasure  unceasing,  unite  in  the  song. 

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1111.  S.M. 

1  0,  SPIRIT  of  the  Lord, 

Descend  in  might  and  power, 
And  thine  almighty  aid  afford  ; 
Let  this  be  mercy's  hour. 

2  0  give  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  give  us  power  in  prayer  ; 
Low  in  the  dust  help  us  to  lay, 
And  keep  our  spirits  there. 

3  Breathe  on  the  dead  in  sin, 

The  wounded  heart  make  whole  ; 
And  let  thy  power  be  felt  within 
The  depths  of  every  soul. 

4  Now  let  the  heavens  be  rent, 

Thou  God  of  love  and  power  ; 
Let  quick 'ning  grace  to  all  be  sent ; 
Let  this  be  mercy's  hour. 

1112.  CM. 

1  WHAT  poor  despised  company 

Of  travellers  are  these, 
Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 

2  Ah,  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 

All  children  of  a  King  ; 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 
And  lo,  for  joy  they  sing  ! 

3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean  ? 

And  why  so  much  despised  ? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen 
The  world  is  not  apprized. 
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PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distressed, 

And  lacking  daily  bread  ; 
Ah,  they  're  of  boundless  wealth  possessed, 
With  hidden  manna  fed. 

5  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 

That  rugged,  thorny  maze? 
Why,  that 's  the  way  their  Leader  trod  ; 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

6  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path 

That  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
Because  that  is  the  road  to  death, 
The  open  road  to  hell. 

7  What,  is  there  then  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God : 
None  other  can  be  found. 


1113.      8s&7s. 

1  THROUGH  earth's  scenes  of  woe  and  sadness, 

I  a  pilgrim  stranger  roam, 
Looking  for  a  land  of  gladness, 

Sighing  for  a  peaceful  home. 
Soon  I  hope  to  see  my  Saviour 

Robed  in  glory  ever  bright, 
And  I  long  to  share  his  favor 

In  the  home  of  joy  and  light. 

2  Mid  the  brightness  of  its  glory, 

Mid  the  music  of  its  songs, 
Our  glad  lips  shall  tell  the  story, 

Praise  shall  rise  from  all  our  tonguos. 
Hark,  the  notes  of  joy  resounding 

To  the  Lamb  who  died  for  me, 
Who  hath  opened  Life's  pure  fountain, 

On  the  cross  of  Calvary. 
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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Now  my  burdened  heart  is  longing 

For  the  rising  of  that  day, 
When,  eternal  glory  dawning, 

Pain  and  woe  shall  flee  away. 
0,  I  watch  to  see  the  brightness 

Of  that  day  so  blest  to  me, 
When,  awaking  with  thy  likeness, 

I  then  satisfied  shall  be  ! 


1114.     8s&7s. 

1  WHITHER  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger, 

Wandering  through  this  gloomy  vale  ? 
Know'st  thou  it  is  full  of  danger, 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail  ? 
No  :  I  'm  bound  for  the  kingdom, 
Will  you  go  to  glory  with  me  ? 
Hallelujah,  praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

2  Pilgrim  dost  thou  justly  call  me, 

Travelling  through  this  lonely  road, 
But  no  ill  shall  e'er  befall  me 

While  I  'm  blest  with  such  a  guide. 
0,  I  'm  bound  for  the  kingdom,  &c. 

3  Guide  unseen,  but  still,  believe  me, 

Jesus  does  my  steps  attend  ; 
He  '11  in  every  strait  attend  me, 
He  '11  be  with  me  to  the  end. 

For  I  'm  bound  for  the  kin<rdorn,  &c. 


1115.      L.  M 

LORD,  let  thy  Spirit  deign  to  stay, 
And  aid  us  while  we  praise  and  pray  ; 
May  we  that  sacred  union  know 
Which  gives  a  taste  of  heaven  below. 
698 


PRATER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  0,  touch  our  lips  with  holy  fire^ 
Our  passions  raise,  our  love  inspire  ; 
Oar  every  thought  on  Jesus  turn, 
Make  every  heart  with  incense  burn  ! 

1116.      7s&6s. 

1  HOW  lost  was  my  condition 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ; 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul ; 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatched  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light,  compared  with  sin  ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes. 

But  rages  most  within  ; 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 

And  madness   all  combined, 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing 

I  sought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician  — 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  !  — 
Accepted  my  petition, 
And  undertook  my  case 
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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 
For  sin  my  eyes  had  sealed, 

Then  bade  me  look  unto  him  : 
I  looked,  and  I  was  healed. 


1117.       L.  M. 

1  I  'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
"Who  lives  by  angels  now  adored  ; 
That  Jesus  who  once  died  for  me, 
"Who  bore  my  sins  in  agony. 

2  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  his  laws, 
Nor  to  defend  his  noble  cause  ; 

The  way  he 's  gone  is  lined  with  blood  ; 
0  may  I  tread  the  steps  he  trod  ! 

3  I'm  not  ashamed  his  name  to  bear, 
With  those  who  his  disciples  were  ; 
Christian,  sweet  name  !  its  worth  I  view, 
0  may  I  wear  the  nature  too  ! 

4  I'm  not  ashamed  to  bear  my  cross, 
For  which  I  count  all  things  but  dross  ; 
Whate'er  I  'in  bid  to  do  or  say, 
When  Christ  commands,  I  will  obey. 

5  I'm  not  ashamed  to  be  despised 
By  those  who  ne'er  religion  prized  ; 
Nor  will  I  prove  to  Christ  untrue, 
For  all  that  men  can  say  or  do. 

6  This  world's  vain  honors  will  I  shun, 
The  narrow  way  to  life  I  '11  run  ; 
That  this  at  last  my  boast  may  be, 
My  Saviour 's  not  ashamed  of  me. 

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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

1118.    p.m. 

1  SEE,  brethren,  see  how  the  day  rolls  on  ; 
Quickly  will  the  Saviour  come  ; 

Hark  !  hear  the  sound,  He  will  appear, 

Sweetly  falls  upon  the  ear. 

Then  haste,  let  us  work  till  the  daylight  is  o'er, 
Our  hearts  filled  with  love  as  we  row  to  the  shore ; 
Our  earthly  labor  being  done, 
How  sweet  the  Christian's  welcome  home  ! 

2  Lift  up  your  hearts,  and  rejoice  in  God  ; 
Shout  his  praises  all  abroad  ; 

Soon  shall  we  hear  the  voice,  'T  is  done ; 
Child,  your  Father  calls,  come  home. 
Then  haste,  &c. 

3  Come,  sinners,  come  ;  let  us  all  awake, 
And  the  Spirit's  truths  partake  ;  _ 
Soon  will  appear,  and  0,  how  bright, 
Prayer  to  praise  and  faith  to  sight ! 

Then  haste,  &c. 

4  Hark,  brethren,  hark  !  hear  the  sound  so  clear  ; 
Jesus'  coming  draweth  near  ; 

Soon  will  commence,  as  all  may  see, 
The  ever-glorious  jubilee. 
Then  haste,  &c. 

5  Hail,  brethren,  hail !  it 's  the  new-born  year  ; 
Gabriel's  trump  we  soon  shall  hear  ; 

Then  will  the  saints  and  angels  sing, 
Glory  be  to  heaven's  King. 
Then  haste,  &c. 

1119.      12&8s. 

1  "WHEN  the  harvest  is  past,  and  the  summer  is  gone, 
And  warnings  and  prayers  shall  be  o'er  ; 
701 


PRAYER   AND   CONFERENCE. 

When  the  beams  cease  to  break  of  the  sweet  Sab- 
bath morn, 
And  Jesus  invites  thee  no  more  ; 
When  the  rich  gales  of  mercy  no  longer  shall  blow, 

The  gospel  no  message  declare  ; 
Sinner,  how  canst  thou  bear  the  deep  wailings  of 
woe  ; 
How  suffer  the  night  of  despair  ? 

2  When  the  holy  have  gone  to  the  regions  of  peace, 

Those  heavenly  mansions  to  prove  ; 
When  their  harmony  wakes,  in  the  fulness  of  bliss, 

Their  song  to  the  Saviour  they  love  ; 
Say,  0  sinner,  that  livest  at  rest  and  secure, 

Who  fearest  no  trouble  to  come, 
Can  thy  spirit  the  swellings  of  sorrow  endure, 

Or  bear  the  impenitent's  doom  ? 


1120.    lis. 

1  ON  the  high  cliffs  of  Jordan  with  pleasure  I  stand, 
And  view  in  perspective  the  fair  promised  land  ; 
The  land  where  the  ransomed  with  singing  shall 

come, 
And  enter  the  kingdom  prepared  as  their  home. 

2  There  rivers  most  graceful  eternally  glide, 

And  groves  rich  with  verdure  grow  up  by  their 

side  ; 
There  spirits  made  perfect  forever  become 
Immortal  and  beauteous,  in  glory  their  home. 

3  'Tis  there  all  the  nations  redeemed  by  the  Lamb 
In  circles  most  lovely  his  praises  proclaim  ; 
Through   tempests,  and  sorrow,  and   perils  they 

come, 
To  enter  those  mansions  prepared  as  their  home. 
702 


PRATER   AND   CONFERENCE. 

4  All  over  those  peaceful  delectable  plains 

The  Lord  our  Redeemer  in  righteousness  reigns ; 
His  sceptre  of  empire  he  now  doth  assume, 
And  kindly  doth  welcome  his  followers  home. 

5  How  blessed  are  those  regions,  the  realms  of  repose, 
Where  with  fruit,  0  how  grateful,  the  "  tree  of 

life  ' '  grows  ; 
The  regions  ambrosial  forever  in  bloom, 
God's  own  habitation,  the  saints'  happy  home  ! 

6  Those  pleasures  of  glory,  0,  when  shall  I  share, 
And  crowns  of  celestial  felicity  wear  ; 

And  range  o'er  those  landscapes  exempt  from  a  sigh ; 
The  home  of  our  fathers,  now  specially  nigh  ! 


1121.      7s    61. 

DANIEL'S  wisdom  may  I  know  ; 
Stephen's  faith  and  patience  show  ; 
John's  divine  communion  feel, 
Moses'  meekness,  Joshua's  zeal ; 
Run  like  the  unwearied  Paul ; 
Win  the  prize  and  conquer  all. 

Mary's  love  may  I  possess, 
Lydia's  tender-heartedness  ; 
Peter's  ardent  spirit  feel, 
James'  faith  by  works  reveal  ; 
Like  young  Timothy,  may  I 
Every  sinful  passion  fly. 

Job's  submission  let  me  show  ; 
David's  true  devotion  know  ; 
Samuel's  call,  0  may  I  hear  ; 
Lazarus'  happy  portion  share  ; 
Let  Isaiah's  hallowed  fire 
All  my  new-born  soul  inspire ! 
703 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Mine  be  Jacob's  wrestling  prayer  ; 
Gideon's  valiant  steadfast  care  ; 
Joseph's  purity  impart  ; 
Isaac's  meditative  heart ; 
Abraham's  friendship,  let  me  prove 
Faithful  to  the  God  of  love  ! 

Most  of  all,  may  I  pursue 
That  example  Jesus  drew  ; 
In  my  life  and  conduct  show 
How  he  lived  and  walked  below ; 
Day  by  day,  through  grace  bestowed, 
Imitate  my  dearest  Lord. 

Then  shall  I  these  worthies  meet ; 
With  them  bow  at  Jesus'  feet, 
"With  them  praise  the  God  of  love, 
"With  them  share  the  joys  above, 
With  them  range  the  blissful  shore  ; 
Meet  them  all  to  part  no  more. 


1122.      12s  &  lis. 

1  HOW  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection 

Of  youthful  emotions  and  innocent  joy, 
When  blessed  with  parental  advice  and  affection, 
Surrounded  with  mercies,  with  peace  from  on 
high  ! 
I  still  view  the  chair  of  my  father  and  mother, 
The  seats  of  their  offspring,  as  ranged  on  each 
hand, 
And  that  richest  book,  which  excels  every  other, 
The  family  Bible  which  lay  on  the  stand. 

The  old-fashioned  Bible,  the  dear  blessed  Bible, 
The  family  Bible,  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

2  That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspiration, 

At  morn  and  at  evening  could  yield  us  delight ; 
704 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

The  prayer  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation 
For  mercy  by  clay  and  for  safety  through  night. 

Our  hymns  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony  swelling, 
All  warm  from  the  heart  of  a  family  band, 

Half  raised  us  from  earth  to  that  rapturous  dwelling 
Described  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  &c. 

3  Ye  scenes  of  tranquillity,  long  have  we  parted, 
My  hopes  almost  gone,  and  my  parents  no  more; 
In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken-hearted, 

And  wander  unknown  on  a  far-distant  shore. 
Yet  how  can  I  doubt  my  Redeeemer's  protection, 

Forgetful  of  gifts  from  his  bountiful  hand  ? 
0,  let  me,  with  patience,  receive  his  correction, 
And  think  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand  ! 
The  old-fashioned  Bible,  &c. 


1123.     8s  &  7s. 

1  NOW  the  Saviour  standeth  pleading 

At  the  sinner's  bolted  heart ; 
Now  in  heaven  he  's  interceding, 
Undertaking  sinners'  part. 

CHORUS. 

Sinner,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour  ? 

Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms? 
Once  he  died  for  your  behavior, 

Now  he  calls  you  to  his  arms. 

2  Sinner,  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 

Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day, 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behavior, 
0  repent,  return,  and  pray  ! 
Sinner,  can  you  hate,  &c. 
45  705 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

3  Now  he  's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 

Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee  ; 
See  what  kindness,  l-ove,  and  pity, 
Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 
Sinner,  can  you  hate,  &c. 

4  Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 

Yet  there  's  room  for  many  more  ; 
0,  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store  ! 
Sinner,  can  you  hate,  &c. 


1121.      L    tf. 

1  JESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ! 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star  ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  ; 
}T  is  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes,  I  may, 
AVhen  I  've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then  —  nor  is  my  boasting  vain  — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 
And  0,  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 
700 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

1125.  7s. 

1  IF  I  perish  I  will  go 

Trembling  to  the  Saviour's  feet, 
Yet  his  favor  he  '11  bestow, 
Yet  I  may  forgiveness  meet. 

2  If  I  perish,  I  must  own 

God  is  just  to  banish  me  ; 
But  I  '11  venture  near  his  throne, 
For  his  pardons  all  are  free. 

3  If  I  perish,  I  will  go, 

Though  distressed,  I  can  but  try  ; 
Should  he  mercy  never  show, 
Begging,  I  will  live  and  die. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  let  me  live  ; 

Stretch  thy  sceptre  out  to  me  ; 
All  my  sins,  though  great,  forgive  ; 
Speak  the  word,  and  set  me  free. 

1126.  7s. 

1  'T  IS  the  blest,  the  favored  hour  ; 

Now  to  seek  thy  God  begin  ; 
'T  is  the  Spirit's  voice  divine 
Woos  thee  from  the  paths  of  sin. 

2  'T  is  the  blest,  the  favored  hour  ; 

Jesus  offers  pardon  free  ; 
Mildly  pointing  to  the  cross 

Where  his  blood  was  shed  for  thee. 

3  Soon  the  favored  hour  may  pass, 

Soon  the  Spirit  take  his  flight ; 
Hasten  while  the  Saviour  calls  ; 
0  no  longer  mercy  slight  ! 
707 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

1127.    p.m. 

1  COME,  all  ye  sons  of  Zion, 
Who  are  waiting  for  salvation, 

Have  jour  lamps  trimmed  and  burning, 
For  behold  the  proclamation, 
Saying,  All  things  now  are  ready 
For  the  poor  and  for  the  needy  ; 
All  my  failings  now  are  killed, 
And  prepared  on  the  table. 

2  0  what  a  happy  meeting, 
When  salvation  is  completed, 
And  tribulation  's  ended, 
And  the  spotless  robe  prepared, 
For  the  Bride  to  be  adorned, 
In  the  jasper  wall  be  crowned, 
Saying,  Worthy  is  the  Lamb, 
In  the  new  Jerusalem  ! 

3  0  sinners,  don't  be  doubting, 
While  the  sons  of  God  are  shouting  ; 
Come  and  join  the  happy  army, 

And  there  's  nothing  that  will  harm  you. 
If  you  follow  Christ  the  Saviour, 
And  break  off  your  bad  behavior, 
And  repent  and  be  converted, 
You  may  sing  his  praises  too. 

1128.      6s&4s. 

1  HASTE,  my  dull  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  care  ; 
Press  to  thy  native  skies, 

Mighty  in  prayer. 
Christ,  he  has  gone  before, 
Count  all  thy  sufferings  o'er, 
He  all  thy  burdens  bore  — 
Jesus  is  there. 

708 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  Souls  for  the  marriage  feast 

Robed  and  prepared ; 
Holy  must  be  such  guests  : 

Jesus  is  there  ! 
Saints,  wear  your  victory  palms, 
Chant  your  celestial  psalms ; 
Bride  of  the  Lamb,  thy  charms 

0 ,  let  me  wear  ! 

3  Heaven's  bliss  is  perfect,  pure, 

Jesus  is  there  ! 
Heaven's  bliss  is  ever  sure, 

Thou  art  its  heir. 
What  makes  its  joys  complete  ? 
What  makes  its  hymns  so  sweet? 
There  we  our  friends  will  greet : 

Jesus  is  there  ! 

1129.    c.  m. 

1  RETURN,  0  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face  ; 
These  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return, 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh  ; 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return  ; 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live  ; 
Go  to  his  feet,  and  grateful  learn 
How  freely  he  '11  forgive. 

4  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return, 

And  wipe  the  falling  tear  ; 
Thy  Father  calls,  no  longer  mourn, 
'T  is  love  invites  thee  near. 
709 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

1130.     H.  M. 

1  DOWN  from  the  willow-bough 

My  slumbering  harp  I  '11  take, 
And  bid  its  silent  strings 

To  heavenly  themes  awake  : 
How  peaceful  should  its  breathings  be, 
Dear  Saviour,  when  I  sing  of  thee  ! 

2  Love,  Love  on  earth  appears  ; 

The  wretched  throng  his  way  ; 
He  beareth  all  their  griefs, 

And  wipes  their  tears  away  ; 
How  soft  and  sweet  the  strain  should  be 
Whene'er  I  sing  of  Calvary  ! 

3  He  saw  me  as  he  passed, 

In  hopeless  sorrow  lie, 
Condemned  and  doomed  to  death, 

And  no  salvation  nigh  : 
0,  long  and  loud  the  strain  should  be 
Whene'er  I  sing  his  love  to  me! 

4  "  I  die  for  thee,"  he  said, 

Behold  the  cross  arise  ; 
And  lo,  he  bows  his  head, 

He  bows  his  head  and  dies  ! 
Soft,  soft,  my  harp,  thy  breathings  be ! 
Here  let  me  weep  on  Calvary. 

5  He  lives,  again  he  lives  ; 

I  hear  the  voice  of  love  ; 
He  comes  to  soothe  my  fears, 

And  draw  my  soul  above  : 
0  joyful  now  the  strain  should  be 
When  thus  I  sing  of  Calvarv. 
710 


prayer  and  conference. 

1131.      7s&6b. 

1  YE  jewels  of  our  Master, 

Who  shine  with  heavenly  rays, 
Amid  the  beams  of  glory, 

Reflect  immortal  blaze ; 
Ye  diamonds  of  beauty, 

With  pleasing  lustre  crowned, 
Of  heavenly  extraction, 

To  Zion's  city  bound  : 

2  When  we  beheld  your  order, 

And  harmony  of  soul, 
And  heard  divinest  numbers 

In  pure  devotion  roll, 
And  gems  immortal  glowing 

With  such  enlivening  grace, 
We  viewed  the  Saviour's  image, 

Impressed  on  every  face. 

3  Speak  often  to  each  other, 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind, 
And  often  be  your  voices 

In  pure  devotion  joined  ; 
Though  trials  may  await  you, 

The  crown  before  you  lies  ; 
Take  courage,  brother  pilgrims, 

And  soon  you  '11  win  the  prize. 

4  Ye  shall  me  mine,  says  Jesus, 

In  that  auspicious  day, 
When  I  make  up  my  jewels, 

Released  from  cuinb'rous  clay  ; 
He  '11  polish  and  refine  you, 

From  worthless  dross  and  tin, 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom 

Will  bid  you  enter  in 
*      711 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

5  On  that  important  morning, 

When  bursting  thunders  sound, 
And  nimble  lightnings,  waving, 

Shall  wing  the  gloom  profound  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads  rejoicing, 

And  clap  your  joyful  hands  ; 
Lo,  you  're  redeemed  forever 

From  death's  corrupted  bands ! 

6  As  Aaron  with  his  girdle, 

In  shining  jewels  dressed, 
Bore  all  the  tribes  of  Israel 

Inscribed  upon  his  breast ; 
So  will  the  Priest  of  Zion, 

Before  the  Father's  throne, 
Present  the  heirs  of  glory, 

And  God  the  kindred  own. 

7  The  golden  bells  will  echo 

Around  the  sacred  hill, 
And  sweet  immortal  anthems 

The  vocal  regions  fill  ; 
In  everlasting  beauty 

The  shining  millions  stand, 
Safe  on  the  Rock  of  Ages, 

Amid  the  promised  land. 

8  We  '11  range  the  wide  dominion 

Of  our  Redeemer  round, 
And  in  dissolving  raptures 

Be  lost  in  love  profound  ; 
While  all  the  miming  harpers 

Begin  the  lasting  song, 
With  hallelujahs  rolling 

From  the  unnumbered  throng. 

1132.      L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon  ; 
712 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE, 

His  track  I  see,  and  I  '11  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I  '11  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not  ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  his  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more  ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo,  glad  I  come  ;  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Wilt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  ; 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I  '11  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God." 


1133.      L.  M 

A  POOR,  wayfaring  man  of  grief 

Hath  often  crossed  me  on  my  way, 
Who  sued  so  humbly  for  relief, 

That  I  could  never  answer  nay  ; 
I  had  no  power  to  ask  his  name, 
Whither  he  went  or  whence  he  came 
Yet  there  was  something  in  his  eye 
That  won  my  love,  I  know  not  why. 
713 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  Once  when  my  scanty  meal  was  spread, 

He  entered  ;  not  a  word  he  spake  ; 
Just  perishing  for  want  of  bread, 

I  gave  him  all  ;   he  blessed  and  brake, 
And  ate,  but  gave  me  part  again  ; 
Mine  was  an  angel's  portion  then  ; 
And  while  I  fed  with  eager  haste, 
The  crust  was  manna  to  my  taste  ! 

3  I  spied  him  where  a  fountain  burst 

Clear  from  the  rock  ;  his  strength  was  gone 
The  heedless  water  mocked  his  thirst  ; 

He  heard  it,  saw  it  hunting  on. 
I  ran  and  raised  the  sufferer  up  ; 
Thrice  from  the  stream  he  drained  my  cup, 
Dipped  and  returned  it  running  o'er  ; 
I  drank,  and  never  thirsted  more  ! 

4  'T  was  night.    The  floods  were  out ;  it  blew 

A  wintry  hurricane  aloof ! 
I  heard  his  voice  abroad,  and  flew 

To  bid  him  welcome  to  my  roof. 
I  warmed,  I  clothed,  I  cheered  my  guest, 
Laid  him  on  mine  own  couch  to  rest ; 
Then  made  the  earth  my  bed,  and  seemed 
In  Eden's  garden  while  I  dreamed. 

5  Stripped,  wounded,  beaten,  nigh  to  death, 

I  found  him  by  the  highway  side  ; 
I  roused  his  pulse,  brought  back  his  breath, 

Revived  his  spirit,  and  supplied 
Wine,  oil,  refreshment ;  he  was  healed. 
I  had  myself  a  wound  concealed, 
But  from  that  hour  forgot  the  smart, 
And  peace  bound  up  my  broken  heart. 

G  In  prison  I  saw  him  next,  condemned 
lo  meet  a  traitor's  doom  at  morn  ; 
714 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

The  tide  of  lying  tongues  I  stemmed, 

And  honored  him  mid  shame  and  scorn. 
My  friendship's  utmost  zeal  to  try, 
He  asked  if  I  for  him  would  die. 
The  flesh  was  weak,  my  blood  ran  chill, 
But  the  free  spirit  cried,  "  I  will  !  " 

7  Then,  in  a  moment,  to  my  view, 

The  stranger  started  from  disguise  , 

The  tokens  in  his  hands  I  knew ; 
My  Saviour  stood  before  my  eyes  ! 

He  spake,  and  my  poor  name  he  named  : 

"  Of  me  thou  hast  not  been  ashamed  ; 

These  deeds  shall  thy  memorial  be  ; 

Fear  not,  thou  didst  it  unto  me !  " 

1134.     p.  m. 

1  O,  HAIL,  happy  day,  that  speaks  our  trials  ended  ! 
Our  Lord  has  come,  to  take  us  home  ; 

0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 
No  more  by  doubts  or  fears  distressed, 
We  now  shall  gain  our  promised  rest, 
And  be  forever  blest.     0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 

2  Swell  now  the  glad  note,  our  bondage  now  is  o'er; 
The  jubilee  proclaims  us  free  ; 

0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 
The  day  that  brings  a  sweet  release, 
That  crowns  our  Jesus  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  bids  our  sorrows  cease.    0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 

'3  0,  hail,  happy  day,  that  ends  our  tears  and  sor- 
rows, 
That  brings  us  joy,  without  alloy  ; 

0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 
There  peace  shall  wave  her  sceptre  high, 
And  love's  fair  banner  greet  the  eye, 
Proclaiming  victory.     0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 
715 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

We  hail  thy  bright  beams,  0  morn  of  Zion's  glory  ! 
Thy  blessed  light  breaks  on  our  sight ; 

0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 
Fair  Beulah's  fields  before  us  rise, 
And  sweetly  burst  upon  our  eyes 
The  joys  of  paradise.     0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 

Thrice  hail,  happy  day,  when  earth  shall  smile  in 

gladness, 
And  Eden  bloom,  o'er  nature's  tomb  ; 

0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 
Where  life's  pellucid  waters  glide, 
Safe  by  the  dear  Redeemer's  side, 
Forever  we  '11  abide.     0,  hail,  happy  day  ! 


1135.      L.  M. 

1  MAY  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

2  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  thus  Ave  meet  to  pray  and  praise  ; 
We  only  wisli  to  speak  of  him, 
And  tell  the  wonders  of  his  grace. 

3  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

His  suff'rings  and  his  dying  love ; 

The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 

And  how  he  triumphs  now  above. 

4  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We  '11  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
Then  hasten  on  the  glorious  day 

When  we  si  mil  meet  to  part  no  more. 
710 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

1136.     7s. 

1  MET  again  in  Jesus'  name, 

At  his  throne  we  humbly  bow  ; 
He  is  evermore  the  same, 

Lo,  he  waits  to  meet  us  now  ! 

2  In  his  name,  if  two  or  three 

Meet,  and  for  his  mercy  call, 
There,  the  Saviour  saith,  I  '11  be 
In  the  midst  to  bless  you.  all. 

3  You  shall  never  ask  in  vain, 

Though  your  number  be  but  few  ; 
Firm  the  promise  doth  remain, 
Lo,  I  always  am  with  you  ! 

4  Saviour,  we  believe  the  word, 

Calmly  wait  the  promised  grace  ; 
Spirit  of  our  risen  Lord, 
Holy  Spirit,  fill  the  place  ! 


1137.    c.  p.  m. 

1  HOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot ! 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell  ; 

He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
Already  saved  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature-love  ; 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 
717 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

The  things  eternal  I  pursue  ; 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  that  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen ; 
Their  honors,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess, 
No  cottage  in  this  wilderness ; 

A  poor  wayfaring  man  ; 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below, 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro, 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair  ; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
"With  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
Waiting  the  swift-approaching  day, 

Till  our  Deliverer  come. 

Then,  Lord,  on  angel's  wings  I  '11  rise, 
And  soar  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ; 
0,  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end  ! 
Now,  0  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 


1138.   us 

1  WHILE  nature  was  sinking  in  silence  to  rest, 
And  the  last  beams  of  daylight  were  dim  in  the 

west, 
I  strayed  in  the  twilight  unconscious  away, 
In  deep  meditation  where'er  my  path  lay. 

2  I  passed  near  a  garden,  there  fell  on  my  ear 

A  voice  of  deep  anguish  from  one  that  was  there  ; 
718 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

The  tones  of  his  agony  melted  my  heart, 
While  earnestly  pleading  the  lost  sinner's  part. 

3  In  offering  to  heaven  his  strong,  matchless  prayer, 
He  spake  of  the  torments  the  sinner  must  bear ; 
His  life  as  a  ransom  he  offered  to  give, 

That  sinners  redeemed  in  glory  might  live. 

4  So  deep  was  his  sorrow,  so  fervent  his  prayers, 
That  down  o'er  his  bosom  rolled  sweat,  blood,  and 

tears ! 
I  wept  to  behold  him,  and  asked  his  name  ; 
He  answered,  "  'T  is  Jesus,  from  heaven  I  came. 

5  I  am  thy  Redeemer,  for  thee  I  must  die  ; 
The  cup  is  most  painful,  but  cannot  pass  by ; 
Thy  sins  like  a  mountain  are  laid  upon  me, 
And  all  this  deep  anguish  I  suffer  for  thee !  ' ' 

6  I  heard  with  attention  the  tale  of  his  woe, 

"W  hile  tears  like  a  fountain  of  waters  did  flow  ; 
The  cause  of  his  sorrow  to  hear  him  repeat 
Affected  my  heart,  and  I  fell  at  his  feet. 

7  I  trembled  with  horror,  and  loudly  did  cry, 

"  Lord,  save,  or  I  perish  !  0,  save,  or  I  die  !  " 
He  smiled  when  he  saw  me,  and  said  to  me,  "  Live  J 
Thy  sins,  which  are  many,  I  freely  forgive." 

8  How  sweet  was  that  language  !  it  made  me  rejoice  ! 
His  smile,  O,  how  pleasant !    how  cheering   hie 


voice 


I  ran  from  the  garden  to  spread  it  abroad  ; 
I  shouted  "  Salvation  !  0,  glory  to  God  !  " 

I  'm  now  on  my  journey  to  mansions  above, 
My  soul  full  of  glory,  of  peace,  light  and  love  ! 
I  think  of  the  garden,  the  prayer,  and  the  tears, 
And  that  loving  stranger  who  banished  my  fears. 
719 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

10  The  day  of  bright  glory  is  rolling  around, 

When  Gabriel,  descending,   the   trumpet   shall 

sound  ; 
My  soul  then  in  raptures  of  glory  will  rise, 
To  gaze  on  that  stranger  with  unclouded  eyefc. 

1139.      Us  &  8s. 

1  O  THOU,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight ; 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call  ; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night ; 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all  : 

2  0  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

3  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  nock  he  has  gone  ? 

4  This  is  my  beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around  ; 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crowned. 

5  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death  ; 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

0  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace  ; 
Prom  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  may  know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

7  Love  sits  on  his  eyelids  and  scatters  delight 
Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high  ; 
720 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  praise  him  with  fulness  of  joy. 

8  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  word  ; 
He  speaks,  and  eternity,  filled  with  his  voice, 
Reechoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

1140.     7s. 

1  JESUS,  we  thy  promise  claim  ; 
We  are  gathered  in  thy  name  ; 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear  ; 
Manifest  thy  presence  here. 

2  Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless  ; 
Breathe  thy  Spirit,  give  thy  peace  ; 
Come,  and  dwell  within  each  heart ; 
Light,  and  life,  and  joy  impart. 

3  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  ; 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet  ; 
Meet  t'  appear  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 


'£>* 


1141.      7s&4s. 

I  'M  a  lonely  trav'ler  here, 

Weary,  opprest ; 
But  my  journey's  end  is  near  ; 

Soon  I  shall  rest. 
Dark  and  dreary  is  the  way, 

Toiling  I  've  come  ; 
Ask  me  not  with  you  to  stay,  - 

Yonder  's  my  home. 
46  721 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  I  'm  a  weary  trav'ler  here, 

I  must  go  on  ; 
For  my  journey's  end  is  near  ; 

I  must  be  gone. 
Brighter  joys  than  earth  can  give 

Win  ni e  away  ; 
Pleasures  that  forever  live,  — 

I  cannot  stay. 

3  I  'm  a  trav'ler  to  a  land 

Where  all  is  fair  ; 
Where  is  seen  no  broken  band  ; 

All,  all  are  there. 
Where  no  tear  shall  ever  fall, 

Nor  heart  be  sad  ; 
Where  the  glory  is  for  all, 

And  all  are  glad. 

4  I  'm  a  trav'ler,  and  I  go 

Where  all  is  fair  ; 
Farewell,  all  I  've  loved  below  ; 

I  must  be  there. 
Worldly  honors,  hopes  and  gain, 

All  I  resign  ; 
Welcome  sorrow,  grief  and  pain, 

If  heaven  be  mine. 

5  I  'm  a  trav'ler,  call  me  not ; 

Upward  's  my  way  ; 
Yonder  is  my  rest  and  lot, 

I  cannot  stay. 
Farewell,  earthly  pleasures  all ! 

Pilgrim  I  '11  roam  ; 
Hail  me  not,  —  in  vain  you  call,  — 

Yonder  'fl  my  home. 

1142.    us. 

1  IN  the  midst  of  temptation,  and  sorrow,  and  strife, 
And  evils  unnumbered,  of  this  bitter  life. 
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I  look  to  a  blessed  earth,  free  from  all  care,  — 
The  kingdom  of  Jesus,  —  and  long  to  be  there. 

2  When  poverty  presses,  and  foes  do  surround, 
And  clouds  of  thick  darkness  do  hover  around. 
The  pathway  to  glory,  which  Christ  did  prepare  ; 
I  look  for  his  coming,  and  long  to  be  there. 

3  When  this  mortal  body  is  racking  with  pain, 
And  demons  are  striving  to  trouble  my  brain, 

I  hope  for  the  crown  that  the  saints  soon  shall  wear, 
In  the  regions  of  glory,  and  long  to  be  there. 

4  When  the  wicked  are  scoffing,  because  I  believe 
The  Saviour  is  coming,  my  pains  to  relieve, 

I  weep  for  their  folly,  and  bow  in  deep  prayer 
For  Christ's  coming  kingdom,  and  long  to  be  there. 

5  And  when  cruel  Death,  with  his  spear  lifted  high, 
Stands  full  in  my  presence,  and  says,  Thou  shalt  die ! 
I  think  how  my  Saviour  its  smart  once  did  bear, 
To  fit  me  for  Eden,  and  long  to  be  there. 

6  When  the  grave,  with  its  millions  of  captives,  ap- 

pears 
To  the  eye  of  my  mind,  it  awakens  my  fears  ; 
I  long  for  that  morn  when  the  dead  saints  shall  wear 
Their  glorified  bodies,  and  long  to  be  there. 

7  By  the  sweet  flowing  river  of  life  I  will  sing 

My  triumph  through  Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  King, 
And  praise  him  who  brought  me,  a  sinner,  to  share 
A  feast  of  fat  things,  —  0,  I  long  to  be  there  ! 

8  I  long  to  be  there  !  and  the  thought  that  't  is  near 
Makes  me  almost  impatient  for  Christ  t'  appear, 
And  fit  up  that  dwelling  of  glories  so  rare, 

The  earth  robed  in  beauty  ;  I  long  to  be  there. 
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1143.    p.m. 

1  HERE  o'er  the  earth  as  a  stranger  I  roam  ; 

Here  is  no  rest,  is  no  rest  ; 
Here  as  a  pilgrim  I  wander  alone  ; 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest : 
For  I  look  forward  to  that  glorious  day, 
When  sin  and  sorrow  will  vanish  away  ; 
My  heart  doth  leap  while  I  hear  Jesus  say, 

There,  there  is  rest,  there  is  rest. 

2  Here  fierce  temptations  beset  me  around  ; 

Here  is  no  rest,  is  no  rest ; 
Here  I  am  grieved  while  my  foes  me  surround  ; 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest. 
Let  them  revile  me  and  scoff  at  my  name, 
Laugh  at  my  weeping,  endeavor  to  shame  ; 
I  will  go  forward,  for  this  is  my  theme, 

There,  there  is  rest,  there  is  rest. 

3  Here  are  afflictions  and  trials  severe  ; 

Here  is  no  rest,  is  no  rest ; 
Here  I  must  part  with  the  friends  I  hold  dear  ; 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest. 
Sweet  is  the  promise  I  read  in  his  word,  — 
Blessed  are  they  who  have  died  in  the  Lord  ; 
They  will  be  called  to  receive  their  reward  ;  — 

Then  there  is  rest,  there  is  rest. 

4  This  world  of  cares  is  a  wilderness  state  ; 

Here  is  no  rest,  is  no  rest ; 
Here  I  must  bear  from  the  world  all  its  hate  ; 

Yet  I  am  blest,  I  am  blest. 
Soon  shall  I  be  from  the  wicked  released  ; 
Soon  shall  the  weary  forever  be  blest ; 
Soon  shall  I  lean  upon  Jesus'  breast  ;  — 

Then  there  is  rest,  there  is  rest. 
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PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

1144.  8s. 

HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

"When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flowers, 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me  ; 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay  ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December  's  as  pleasant  as  May. 

His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 
Content  with  beholding  his  face, 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resigned, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind. 

Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  ? 
0,  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky  ! 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore  ; 
And  bid  me  rejoice  in  thee  nigh  ; 

Then  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

1145.  7s. 

1  SWEET  the  time,  exceeding  sweet, 
When  the  saints  together  meet ; 
When  the  Saviour  is  the  theme, 
When  they  join  to  sing  of  him. 

2  Sing  we  then  eternal  love, 
Such  as  did  the  Father  move  : 
He  beheld  the  world  undone, 
Loved  the  world,  and  gave  his  Son. 

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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

3  Sing  the  Son's  amazing  love  ; 
How  he  left  the  realms  above, 
Took  our  nature  and  our  place, 
Lived  and  died  to  save  our  race. 

4  Sing  we,  too,  the  Spirit's  love  ; 
With  our  wretched  hearts  he  strove  ; 
Filled  our  minds  with  grief  and  fear, 
Brought  the  precious  Saviour  near. 

1146.      7s&5s. 

1  YE  who  rose  to  meet  the  Lord, 
Ventured  on  his  faithful  word  ; 
Faint  not  now,  for  your  reward 

Will  be  quickly  given. 
Faint  not  !  always  watch  and  pray  ; 
Jesus  will  no  more  delay  ; 
Even  now  't  is  dawn  of  day  ; 

Day-star  beams  from  heaven. 

2  Would  ye  to  the  end  endure  ? 
Keep  the  wedding  garment  pure  ; 
Claim  ye  still  the  promise  sure, 

Faithful  is  the  Lord  ! 
Let  your  lamps  be  burning  bright ; 
In  God's  word  is  beaming  light  ; 
Live  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight  ; 

Crowns  are  your  reward. 

3  'Mid  the  darts  of  angry  foe, 
Onward,  fearless,  onward  go  ; 
The  good  soldier's  courage  show  ; 

On,  to  victory  ! 
"  Let  thine  eyes  be  turned  to  me," 
Jesus  says,  "  I  '11  rescue  thee  ; 
Overcome,  and  faithful  be  ; 

Thou  shalt  glory  see." 
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PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

4  Tones  of  thunder,  through  the  sky, 
Angel  voices,  sounding  high, 
Echo  still  the  mighty  cry, 

Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 
Quickly  he  ;11  return  again, 
With  his  saints  will  come  to  reign  ; 
While  all  heaven  will  shout,  Amen  ! 

Welcome  to  thy  throne  ! 

5  Marriage  supper,  now  prepared, 
By  the  guests  will  then  be  shared, 
In  fair  righteous  robes  arrayed, 

Like  the  bridegroom  King. 
Glory  to  Jehovah's  name  ! 
Sound  aloud  the  glad  acclaim  ; 
To  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Alleluias  bring  ! 


1147.      8s&7s. 

SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation  ; 

Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again. 
Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance  ; 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

Surely  once  thy  garden  flourished, 

Every  plant  looked  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished  : 

Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 
Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again 
0,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 
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PRAYER   AND   CONFERENCE. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant 

Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares 
Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  hearfr  to  flesh , 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 

To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 


1148.      7s&5s. 

1  ROUSE  ye  at  the  Saviour's  call ; 
Sinners,  rouse  ye,  one  and  all ; 
Wake  !  or  soon  your  souls  shall  fall, 

Fall  in  deep  despair. 

2  Woe  to  him  who  turns  away  ! 
Jesus  kindly  calls  to-day  ; 
Come,  0  sinner,  while  you  may, 

Raise  your  soul  in  prayer. 

3  Heard  ye  not  the  Saviour  cry, 
Turn,  0  turn,  why  will  ye  die, 
And,  in  keenest  agony, 

Mourn  too  late  your  doom  ! 

4  By  the  Saviour's  bleeding  love, 
By  the  joys  of  heaven  above, 

Let  these  words  your  spirits  move  ; 
Quick  to  Jesus  fly  ! 


1149.      L  M. 

WHEN  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 
What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell, 
Where  he  is  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  seek  and  love  him  too. 

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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  0  may  my  spirit  daily  rise 

On  wings  of  faith,  above  the  skies, 
Till  I  shall  make  my  last  remove, 
To  dwell  forever  with  my  love  ! 

3  In  paradise,  within  the  gates, 
A  higher  entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  store ; 
There  we  shall  feed,  but  want  no  more. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

5  Come,  my  beloved,  haste  away, 
Cut  short  the  hours  of  thy  delay  ; 
Fly,  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 
Over  the  hills  where  spices  grow. 

1150.      7s. 

1  HARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ! 
'T  is  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  he  speaks  to  thee  : 

"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me  ? 

2  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound  ; 
Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  Can  a  mother's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  I  will  remember  thee. 

4  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 

-ill 

Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 
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PRATER   AND   CONFERENCE. 

5  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
"When  the  work  of  faith  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  : 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lovest  thou  me?  " 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  still  so  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore  : 

0  for  grace  to  love  thee  more  ! 

1151.      P.  M. 

1  THERE  is  a  world  to  come, 

Happy  and  pure  ; 
That  is  the  Christian's  home, 

Long  to  endure. 
0,  't  is  a  world  of  light  ! 
No  more  deaths  nor  woe,  nor  night ; 
Faith  views  it  with  delight, 

Knowing  't  is  sure. 

2  There  Christ  will  ever  reign 

All-glorious  King  ! 
There  music's  rapt'rous  strain 

Ever  will  ring  ; 
Saints  who  in  ages  by 
Suffered,  and  were  called  to  die, 
There  in  sweet  harmony 

Anthems  will  sing. 

3  There  is  our  paradise, 

Eden  restored  ; 
All  beauteous  in  their  eyes, 

Who  love  the  Lord  ; 
"Wastes  that  are  now  so  drear, 
Like  the  rose  shall  blossom  there, 
And  be  a  garden  fair  : 

Thus  saith  the  word. 
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PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

0,  that  bright  world  to  come, 

Tongue  cannot  tell  ! 
Thrice°blessed  is  the  home 

Where  saints  will  dwell ; 
Turn,  then,  from  sin  away, 
And  the  word  of  God  obey  ; 
Then  at  the  last  great  day 

All  will  be  well. 


1152.       7s.  6  1. 

0,  'T  IS  sweet  to  mingle,  where 
Christians  meet  for  social  prayer  ! 
0,  'tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise  ! 
Then  how  blest  that  state  must  be 
Where  they  meet  eternally  ! 


2  Saviour,  let  these  meetings  prove 
Scenes  of  fervent  Christian  love  ; 
While  we  worship  in  this  place 
May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace  ! 
Till  we,  each  in  his  degree, 
Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 

1153.      L.  M 

1  WHEN  those  who  feared  the  Lord  of  old 

Met  oft,  and  spake  with  one  accord, 
A  book  was  written,  and  enrolled 
Their  faithful  names  before  the  Lord. 

2  They  shall  be  mine,  Jehovah  said, 

And,  as  a  signet  on  my  hand, 
A  crown  of  glory  for  my  head, 
Among  my  chosen  jewels  stand. 
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3  And  I  will  spare  them  in  that  day, 

E'en  as  a  father  spares  his  son  ; 
"When  all  the  proud  are  swept  away, 
The  wicked,  root  and  branch,  undone. 

4  Then  shall  my  righteousness  be  shown  ; 

Then,  by  their  good  or  evil  lot, 
The  sinner  and  the  saint  be  known, 

Who  served  the  Lord,  who  served  him  not. 

5  Lord,  we  are  taught  thy  name  to  fear  ; 

0 ,  may  we  tremble  to  offend  ! 
Lord,  we  are  taught  to  serve  thee  here  ; 
May  we  be  faithful  to  the  end  ! 

G  Our  names  are  on  thy  church's  rolls, 
But  in  thy  book  our  pardon  write  ; 
Rich  was  the  ransom  of  our  souls  ; 
May  they  be  precious  in  thy  sight ! 

1154.      P.  M.    [Omit  Chorus,  C.  M.] 

1  AFFLICTIONS,  though  they  seem  severe, 

In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stopped  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  taught  him  to  repent. 

CHORUS. 

%     "  I  '11  die  no  more  for  bread  ; 

I  '11  die  no  more  for  bread,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  starve  in  foreign  lands, 
My  Father's  house  has  rich  supplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands." 

2  The  father  saw  him  coming  back, 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  smiled, 
And  threw  his  arms  about  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

3  "  Father,  I'  ve  sinned,  —  but,  0,  forgive  !  " 

"  I  've  heard  enough,"  he  said  : 
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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

"  Rejoice,  niy  house,  my  son  's  alive 
For  whom  I  mourned  as  dead. 

4  Now  let  the  fattened  calf  be  slain, 

And  spread  the  news  around  ; 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 

Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

5  'T  is  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home  ; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 


1155.      L.  M. 

1  GO,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet ; 
See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet ! 
Earth  is-  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 

But  some  faint  .shadows  of  my  Lord  ; 
Nature,  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Must  mingle  colors  not  her  own. 

3  Is  he  compared  to  wine  or  bread  ? 
Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed : 
That  flesh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 
Is  bread  of  life,  is  heavenly  wine. 

4  Is  he  a  tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves  ; 

That  righteous  branch,  that  fruitful  bough, 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too. 

5  Is  he  a  rose  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields  ; 
Or  if  the  lily  he  assume, 

The  valleys  bless  the  rich  perfume. 
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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

6  Is  he  a  vine  ?    His  heavenly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit ; 
0,  let  a  lasting  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ  the  living  vine  ! 

7  Is  he  the  head  ?   Each  member  lives 
And  owns  the  vital  powers  he  gives  ; 
The  saints  below,  and  saints  above, 
Joined  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love. 

8  Is  he  a  fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  death  ; 
These  waters  all  my  soul  renew, 

And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments  too. 

9  Is  he  a  fire  ?  He  '11  purge  my  dross  ; 
But  the  true  gold  sustains  no  loss  ; 
Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit, 

And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet. 

10  Is  he  a  rock  ?   How  firm  he  proves  ! 
The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves  ; 

Yet  the  sweet  streams  that  from  him  flow 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  through. 

11  Is  he  a  way  ?  He  leads  to  God  ; 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood  ; 
There  would  I  walk,  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  arrive  at  Zion's  hill. 

12  Is  he  a  door  ?    I  '11  enter  in  : 
Behold  the  pastures  large  and  green  ! 
A  paradise  —  divinely  fair  ; 

None  but  the  sheep  have  freedom  there. 

13  Is  he  designed  a  corner-stone 

For  men  to  build  their  heaven  upon  ? 
I  '11  make  him  my  foundation,  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 
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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

14  Is  he  a  temple  ?     I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  majesty  and  power  ; 
And  still  to  this  most  holy  place, 
"Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face. 

15  Is  he  a  star?   He  breaks  the  night, 
Piercing  the  shades  with  dawning  light ; 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 

I  know  the  bright,  the  morning-star. 

16  Is  he  a  sun  ?  Hi3  beams  are  grace, 
His  course  is  joy,  and  righteousness  ; 
Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears 

To  chase  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears. 

17  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars, 
Nor  heaven  his  full  resemblance  bears  ; 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 


1156.    7s. 

1  COME,  Desire  of  nations,  come  ! 
Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ! 
Hear  the  Spirit  and  the  Bride  ; 
Come,  and  take  us  to  thy  side. 

2  Thou,  who  hast  our  place  prepared, 
Make  us  meet  for  our  reward  ; 
Then  with  all  thy  saints  descend  ; 
Then  our  earthly  trials  end. 

3  Mindful  of  thy  chosen  race, 
Shorten  these  vindictive  days  ; 
Who  for  full  redemption  groan  : 
Hear  us  now,  and  save  thine  own. 

4  Now  destroy  the  Man  of  sin  ; 
Now  thine  ancient  flock  bring  in  : 

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PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

Filled  -with  righteousness  divine, 
Claim  a  ransomed  world  for  thine. 

5  Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here ; 
Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear  ; 
Speak  the  sacred  number  sealed, 
Speak  the  mystery  revealed. 

6  Take  to  thee  thy  royal  power  ; 
Reign,  when  sin  shall  he  no  more ; 
Reign,  when  death  no  more  shall  be  ; 
Reign  to  all  eternity. 


1157.      P.  M. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  name  !   brethren  sing,  breth- 

ren sing, 
How  precious  is  the  name  !  brethren  sing, 
How  precious  is  the  name 
Of  Christ,  our  Paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame  on  the  tree,  on  the 

tree ! 
Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame  on  the  tree  ! 

2  I  've  given  all  for  Christ,  he 's  my  all,  he  's  myall ; 
I  've  given  all  for  Christ,  he  's  my  all ; 

I  've  given  all  for  Christ, 

And  my  spirit  cannot  rest, 
Unless  he  "s  in  my  breast,  reigning  there,  reigning 

there  ; 
Unless  he  's  in  my  breast  reigning  there. 

3  His  easy  yoke  I  '11  bear,  with  delight,  with  delight ; 
His  easy  yoke  I  '11  bear,  with  delight ; 

His  easy  yoke  I  '11  bear, 

And  his  cross  I  will  not  fear  ; 
His  name  I  will  declare,  evermore,  evermore  ; 
His  name  I  will  declare  evermore. 
736 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

1158.  p.m. 

1  COME  and  reign  ;  come  and  reign, 

Jesus  on  thy  throne  ; 
And,  0,  it  fills  my  heart  with  joy 
To  know  we  're  almost  home. 
Here  I  drop  the  falling  tear, 

As  pilgrim-like  I  roam, 
An  exile  from  my  Father's  house  ; 
But  soon  he  '11  call  me  home. 

Chorus.  —  Come  and  reign,  &c. 

2  Here  amid  life's  changing  scenes, 

My  cup  of  grief  runs  o'er  ; 
But  there  I  '11  share  unmingled  bliss 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 

Come  and  reign,  &c. 

3  Here  I  grieve  the  friends  I  love, 

And  they  in  turn  grieve  me  ; 
But  0,  my  Father,  grant  me  grace, 
That  I  may  not  grieve  thee. 

Come  and  reign,  &c. 

4  Here  disease  invades  our  frames, 

"We  wither,  droop,  and  die ; 
But  there  eternal  youth  shall  bloom, 
And  bright  shall  beam  each  eye. 

Come  and  reign,  &c. 

5  Here  we  meet  and  part  again, 

As  round  and  round  we  roam  ; 
But  there  we  '11  meet  and  part  no  more, 
And  sweetly  rest  at  home. 

Come  and  reign,  &c. 

1159.  cm. 

1  ONE  more  petition,  0  our  God, 
We  lay  before  thy  throne  ; 
That  thou  wouldst  bless  us  as  we  part, 
And  our  weak  efforts  own. 
47  737 


PRATER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

2  0  ever  may  the  love  of  God 

"Within  our  bosoms  glow  ; 
And  love  to  man,  in  all  our  acts, 
The  humble  Christian  show  ! 

3  May  we  go  forth  with  strength  renewed, 

And  lamps  all  burning  clear, 
Ready  and  waiting  for  our  Lord, 
As  his  bright  train  draws  near. 


1160.    cm. 

1  WHAT  vessel  are  you  sailing  in  ? 

Declare  to  us  the  same. 
Our  vessel  is  the  ark  of  God, 
And  Christ  our  Captain's  name. 

CHORUS. 

Hoist  every  sail  to  catch  the  gale, 

Each  sailor  ply  his  oar  ; 
The  night  begins  to  wear  away, 

We  soon  shall  reach  the  shore. 

2  Pray  what 's  the  port  to  which  you  sail  ? 

Declare  to  us  straightway. 

The  new  Jerusalem  's  our  port, 

The  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  And  are  you  not  afraid  some  storm 

Your  bark  will  overwhelm  ? 
We  cannot  fear,  the  Lord  is  near, 
Our  Father  's  at  the  helm. 

4  Our  compass  is  the  sacred  Word  ; 

Our  anchor,  blooming  hope  ; 
The  love  of  God  our  main  top-sail, 
And  faith  our  cable  rope. 
738 


PRAYER   AND    CONFERENCE. 

5  We  Ve  looked  astern,  and  many  toils 
The  Lord  has  brought  us  through  ; 
We  're  looking  now  ahead,  and  lo, 
The  "  land  "  appears  in  view  ! 

G  The  sun  is  up,  the  clouds  are  gone, 
The  heavens  above  are  clear  ; 
The  city  bright  appears  in  sight, 
We  're  getting  round  the  pier. 

7  And  when  we  all  are  landed  safe 
On  the  celestial  plain, 
Our  song  shall  be,  "  Worthy  's  the  Lamb 
For  rebel  sinners  slain  !  " 


1161.     0.  M. 

1  WHAT  heavenly  music  do  I  hear  ? 


Salvation  sounding  free 


Ye  souls  in  bondage,  lend  an  ear ; 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

2  How  sweetly  do  the  tidings  roll 

All  round  from  sea  to  sea, 
From  land  to  land,  from  pole  to  pole ! 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

3  Jesus  is  on  the  mercy-seat  ; 

Before  him  bend  the  knee  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  his  praise  repeat ; 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 

4  Sinners,  be  wise,  return,  and  come 

Unto  the  Saviour  free  ; 
The  Spirit  bids  you  welcome  home  ; 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 
739 


PRAYER    AND    CONFERENCE. 

5  Come,  ye  redeemed,  your  tribute  bring 
With  songs  of  harmony  ; 
While  on  the  road  to  Canaan  sing, 
This  is  the  Jubilee. 


1162. 


/S. 


1  BLESSED  Bible,  precious  word! 
Born  most  sacred  from  the  Lord  ; 
Glory  to  his  name  be  given, 

For  this  best  rich  gift  from  heaven. 

2  'T  is  a  ray  of  purest  light, 
Beaming  through  the  depths  of  night ; 
Brighter  than  ten  thousand  gems 

Of  the  costliest  diadems. 

3  'T  is  an  orb,  more  radiant  far 
Than  the  fairest  evening  star  ; 
Yea,  the  sun  outshining  even 
When  it  rides  midway  in  heaven. 

4  'T  is  a  fountain,  pouring  forth 
Streams  of  life  to  gladden  earth  ; 
Whence  eternal  blessings  flow, 
Antidote  for  human  woe. 

5  'Tis  an  ocean,  vast  and  clear, 
In  which  rays  divine  appear, 
Bearing  freight,  the  choicest  store 
Ever  borne  the  wide  world  o'er. 

6  'T  is  a  mine,  ay,  deeper,  too, 
Than  can  mortal  ever  go  ; 
Search  we  may  for  many  years, 
Still  some  new,  rich  gem  appears. 

740 


DOXOLOGIES. 


XXXII.    DOXOLOGIES. 

1.    L.  M. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

2.      S.  M. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Adore  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

'     3.    s.  M. 

TO  heaven's  eternal  King, 

Who  rules  supreme  alone, 
Let  all  on  earth  their  praises  bring, 

And  worship  round  his  throne. 

4.     H.  M. 

GLORY  to  God  on  high  ! 
Forever  bless  his  name  ; 
His  wondrous  love  proclaim, 
His  wondrous  love  proclaim 


To  him  be  prais 
And  glory  given 


By  all  on  earth 
And  all  in  heaven. 


5.     8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
741 


DOXOLOGIES. 

Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 

0  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  "wilderness  ! 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 
For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

6.      8s  &  7s. 

1  LORD,  dismiss  us  -with  thy  blessing, 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

7.      C.  P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 

And  in  the  church  below  ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow. 


8.     8s  &  7s. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  hence  with  gladness 
Be.  thy  people's  lot  our  choice, 
742 


D0X0L0GIES. 

'Tis  thy  foes  have  need  of  sadness, 
But  thy  people  may  rejoice  : 
Who  shall  harm  them, 
While  they  hear  and  know  thy  voice? 

9.     7s. 

1  PRAISE,  0  praise  the  name  divine  ; 
Praise  him  at  the  hallowed  shrine  ; 
Let  the  firmament  on  high 

To  its  Maker's  praise  reply. 

2  All  who  vital  breath  enjoy, 

In  his  praise  that  breath  employ  ; 
Heaven  and  earth  the  chorus  join  ; 
Praise,  0  praise  the  name  divine  ! 

10.      0.  M. 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 

Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


11.      C.  M. 

TO  Him  who  reigns  in  worlds  of  light, 

The  eternal  King  of  heaven, 

Be  honor,  majesty,  and  might, 

.  And  praise  and  glory  given. 

12  .      S.  M. 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praise, 

Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 

Be  equal  honor  done. 
743 


DOXOLOGIES. 

13.  41s 

COME,  let  us  adore  him,  come,  bow  at  his  feet ; 
0  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet ! 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

14.     8s&7s. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 

Rest  uj:>on  us  from  above  ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  in  the  Lord  ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


15. 


&  VS. 


LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Bid  us  all  depart  in  peace  ; 
Still  on  gospel  manna  feeding, 

Pure  seraphic  love  increase. 
Fill  each  breast  with  consolation, 

While  to  thee  our  songs  we  raise  ; 
When  we  reach  the  blissful  station 

We  will  give  thee  nobler  praise. 

16.      L.  M. 

DISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord  ; 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word  ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 
744 


DOXOLOGIES. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good  ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Give  every  fettered  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

17.      8s&7s. 

SAVIOUR,  follow  with  thy  blessing 
Truth  delivered  in  thy  name  ; 

Thus  the  word,  thy  power  possessing, 
Shall  declare  from  whence  it  came  : 

Mighty  let  the  gospel  be, 

All  subduing,  Lord,  to  thee. 

18.    C.  P.  M. 

HENCEFORWARD,  till  the  Lord  shall  come 
To  take  his  whole  redeemed  home 

With  him  forever  then, 
The  Lord  send  blessings  from  above  ; 
The  Father's,  Son's,  and  Spirit's  love 

Be  with  us  all.     Amen. 
745 


INDEX  OE  FIRST  LINES. 


Abba,  Father,  Lord,  we  call  thee,      . 

According  to  thy  gracious  word,   . 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe, 

Again  from  calm  and  sweet  repose,  . 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light, 

Ah,  guilty  sinner,  ruined  by  transgression, 

Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 

*'A  little  while,"  our  Lord  shall  come, 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name,     . 

All  nature  dies  and  lives  again,    . 

All-powerful,  self-existent  God, 

All  things  remained  the  same, 

All  those  who  seek  a  throne  of  grace, 

All  ye  nations  prais%  the  Lord,    . 

Almighty  God,  thy  constant  care,     . 

Almighty  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

Almighty  Maker,  God, 

Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound, 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross,     . 

And  are  we  now  brought  near  to  God, 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high,     . 

And  canst  thou,  sinner,  slight,     . 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 

And  must  this  body  die,    . 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year, 

And  shall  not  Jesus  hear, 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God, 

And  will  the  Judge  descend, 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found,     . 

Angels,  from  the  realms  of  glory,  . 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away,     . 

Another  day  has  fled, 

Another  day,  0  Lord,  is  gone, 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done,  . 

A  poor  wayfaring  man  of  grief, 

Approach  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
Are  we  almost  there,    . 

747 


HYMN 
595 

831 
597 
1154 
861 
164 
282 
420 
485 
1006 
328 
975 

11 
1021 

28 
113 
771 
936 

76 
383 
640 
839 
625 
430 
1050 
981 
920 
528 
768 
1058 
657 
232 

286 
273 

195 

187 
1133 

449 
1018 


INDEX  OF   FIRST    LINES. 


Arise,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise,   . 

Arise,  ye  saints,  arise, 

As  I  view  the  last  sands  of  old  time  sink 

As  Jesus  died  and  rose  again, 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep, 

As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 

A  stranger  in  the  world  below,  . 

As  strangers  here  below,    . 

As  the  chased  hart  midst  sultry  beams, 

As  the  hart  with  eager  looks, 

As  time's  last  sands  seemed  wasting, 

A  throne  of  grace  !  then  let  us  go, 

Attend  and  mark  the  solemn  fast, 

Attend,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 

At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 

Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry, 

Author  of  faith,  we  seek  thy  face, 

Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn,  . 

A  voice  upon  the  midnight  air, 

Awake  and  sing  the  song,  . 

Awake,  my  drowsy  soul,  awake, 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 

Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes, 

Awake,  our  drowsy  souls,  . 

Awake,  ye  saints,  awake, 

A  warning  from  heaven,  the  Saviour  is 

Away  my  needless  fears,         . 

Away  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear, 

Be  firm  and  be  faithful,  . 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,    . 
Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay, 
Begin  the  high  celestial  strain, 
Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Behold  how  good  a  thing,  . 
Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive, 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb,    . 
Behold,  the  grace  appears, 
Behold  the  man  !  how  glorious  he, 
Behold  the  morning  sun,  . 

Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Behold  the  Saviour  at  thy  door, 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind,   . 
Behold  the  sure  foundation-stone, 
Behold  the  western  evening  light, 
Behold  where  in  a  mortal  form, 
Behold,  with  awful  pomp,  . 
Being  of  beings,  God  of  love,   . 
Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 
Believing  souls,  of  Christ  beloved, 
Beloved  sons  of  God, 

748 


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INDEX  OP  FIRST   LINES. 


Beside  the  gospel  pool, 
Be  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares, 
Be  thou  exalted,  0  rny  God,    . 
Beyond  where  Kedron's  waters  flow 
Bleeding  hearts  defiled  by  sin, 
Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  forever, 
Blessed  Bible,  precious  word,        . 
Blessed  Jesus,  heavenly  Lamb, 
Bless,  0  Lord,  each  opening  year, 
Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God, 
Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace,  . 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds, 
Blest  be  the  wisdom  and  the  power, 
Blest  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright, 
Blest  hour  when  mortal  man  retires, 
Blest  hour  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet, 
Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart, 
Blest  morning  !  whose  first  dawning  rays, 
Blest  Saviour,  we  thy  will  obey, 
Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 
Break  every  yoke,  the  gospel  cries,  . 
Breaking  bread  in  love  together,  .  . 

Brethren,  come,  our  Saviour  bids  us, 
Brethren  in  Christ,  and  well  beloved, 
Brethren,  let  us  walk  together, 
Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here,  . 

Bride  of  the  Lamb  !  awake,  awake,  . 
Bright  flowing  fountains  now  I  see, 
Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
Buried  beneath  the  yielding  wave,  . 


Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 

Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 

Children  of  the  heavenly  king,    • 

Christian,  careworn,  tempest  tost,     . 

Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part,  . 

Christian,  the  morn  breaks  sweetly  o'er  thee, 

Christian,  the  warfare  will  now  soon  be  o'er, 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day,         . 

Church  of  Christ,  awake,  arise,    . 

Come  all  ye  saints  of  God,      .  . 

Come  all  ye  sons  of  Zion,  . 

Come  and  behold  the  place,     . 

Come  and  reign,  come  and  reign, 

Come,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day, 

Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come,     . 

Come  divine  and  peaceful  guest, 

Come,  graciou3  Lord,  descend  and  dwell, 

Come,  gracioua  Saviour,  come, 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,  . 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God, 

749 


HYMN 


237 

10 

728 

.    1107 

853 

.      724 

1076 

.      278 

1004 

.      334 

1127 

.      790 

1158 

.      183 

1156 

.      365 

163 

.      838 

374 

42 


INDEX    OF   FIRST    LINES. 


Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come,  . 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Dove  divine,    '     . 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above,    . 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,   . 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  guest, 
Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord,    . 
Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
Come,  let  us  join  to  praise  the  Lord, 
Come,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes, 
Come,  let  us  pray  -.  't  is  sweet  to  feel, 
Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh, 
Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 
Come,  praying  souls,  rejoice, 
Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above, 
Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice,    . 
Come,  saints,  let  us  join  to  praise  the  Lamb 
Come,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens  prove, 
Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
Come,  tllou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 
Come  !  —  't  is  Jesus'  invitation, 
Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain, 
Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
Come,  tune,  ye  saints,  your  noblest  strains 
Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come  we,  that  love  the  Lord, 
Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched,    . 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Come,  ye  weary  souls,  oppressed, 
Come,  ye  who  love  the  Lord,  . 
Coming,  Saviour,  now  in  faith,     . 
Command  thy  blessing  from  above,   . 
Confirm  the  hope  thy  word  allows, 
Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

Daniel's  wisdom  may  I  know, 
Dark  brood  the  heavens  o'er  thee, 
Darkness  overspreads  us  here, 
Daughter  of  Zion  !  awake  from  thy  sadness 
Day  of  God  !  thou  blessed  day, 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders, 
Day  of  wrath,  that  day  of  burning,    . 
Dearest  of  all  the  names  above,    . 
Dearest  Saviour  !  help  thy  servant, 
Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul,     .  . 

Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record, 
Delay  not,  delay  not ;  0  sinner,  draw  near 
Deluded  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
Depth  of  mercy  !  —  can  there  be, 
Descend,  blest  Spirit,  source  of  light, 
Descend,  Celestial  Dove,     . 

750 


INDEX    OF   FIRST    LINES. 


Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
Didst  thou,  dear  Saviour,  suffer  shame, 
Does  the  Lord  of  glory  speak, 
Down  from  the  willow  bough, 
Dread  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations, 
Dressed  uniform  Christ's  soldiers  are, 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay,     . 

Emptied  of  earth,  I  fain  would  be,     . 

Encompassed  with  clouds  of  distress, 

Equip  me  for  the  war, 

Ere  another  Sabbath's  close, 

Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime. 

Eternal  Father,  God  of  love, 

Eternal  God  !  Almighty  Cause, 

Eternal  Power,  Almighty  God,     . 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy,    . 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess, 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise,  . 

Every  sheaf  of  golden  grain,   . 

Extended  on  a  cursed  tree, 

Faithful,  0  Lord,  thy  mercies  are,     . 
Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence,     . 
Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 
Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 
Father,  at  thy  call  I  come, 
"  Father  divine,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
Father,  hear  the  blood  of  Jesus, 
Father,  into  thy  hands  alone, 
Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee,  . 
Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 
Father  of  lights,  we  sing  thy  name,   . 
Father  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
Father  of  mercies,  condescend, 
Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 
Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  house, 
Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word,    . 
Father,  0  hear  me  now, 
Father,  they  who  hear  thee  receive, 
Father,  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done,  . 
Father,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift, 
Father,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 
Few,  few,  and  evil  are  thy  days, 
Flung  to  the  heedless  winds, 
For  all  thy  gifts,  we  praise  thee,  Lord, 
Forever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Forever  with  the  Lord, 
Forth  in  thy  name,  0  Lord,  I  go, 
Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
Frequent  the  day  of  God  returna, 

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From  Calvary  a  cry  was  heard, 
From  deep  distress,  and  troubled  thoughts, 
From  every  earthly  pleasure, 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  foes  that  would  the  land  devour, 
From  the  table  now  retiring,         .  . 

From  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 
From  whence  these  direful  omens  round, 

Gently,  Lord,  0,  gently  lead  us, 

Gird  thy  loins  up,  Christian  soldier, 

Give  thanks  to  God  most  high, 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears,    . 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Glory,  glory  everlasting, 

Glory  to  thee,  our  God,  this  night, 

Glory  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word, 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

God  is  gone  up  on  high, 

God  is  in  this,  and  every  place,   . 

God  is 'my  strong  salvation,     . 

God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints,     . 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

God  of  eternity  !  from  thee,     . 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call, 

God  of  the  changing  year,  whose  arm  of  power. 

God  of  the  morning  !  at  whose  voice. 

God  of  the  rolling  year,  to  thee, 

God  of  the  seas  !  thine  awful  voice, 

God's  holy  law,  transgressed, 

God's  word  is  the  true  light, 

God,  to  correct  a  guilty  world, 

Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name, 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 

Go  preach  my  gospel,  saith  the  Lord 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth,      . 

Go,  worship  at  Immanuel's  feet, 

Grace  !  't  is  a  charming  sound,    . 

Gracious  God,  our  children  see, 

Gracious  Saviour,  we  adore  thee, 

Gracious  Spirit !  Love  divine, 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings, 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou, 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 

Great  God,  I  own  thy  sentence  just, 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee, 

Great  God  of  wonders,  all  thy  ways, 

Great  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine, 

Great  God,  thy  penetrating  eye, 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song, 

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442 
686 
536 
943 
843 
850 
275 

714 
641 

62 

26 

53 
761 
331 
881 
900 
219 
287 
452 
632 

89 
692 

93 
949 
618 
925 
153 
924 
899 
392 
227 
1051 
77S 

19 
780 
601 
530 
1155 
381 
892 
789 
356 
146 
7 
581 
963 
519 

43 
193 
100 
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Great  God,  wert  thou  extreme  to  mark, 
Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand,    . 
Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear,  . 
Great  God,  whose  universal  sway, 
Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise, 
Great  is  the  Lord  ;  his  works  of  might,  . 
Great  King  of  glory,  come, 
Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 
Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear, 
Great  Spirit,  by  whose  mighty  power,    . 
Great  the  joy  when  Christians  meet, 
Guide  us,  0  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Had  I  the  gift  of  tongues, 

Had  we  ten  thousand  gifts  beside,  . 

Hail,  blessed  scene  of  endless  joy,     . 

Hail,  Father,  whose  creating  call, 

Hail,  great  Creator,  wise  and  good, 

Hail  !  holy  day,  most  blest,  most  dear, 

Hail,  sacred  truth  !  whose  piercing  ray, 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 

Hail,  thou  blest  morn  when  the  great  Mediator 

Hail,  thou  happy  morn,  so  glorious, 

Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning, 

Hail  to  the  Prince  of  life  and  peace, 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  feet, 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast,   . 

Hark  !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds, 

Hark,  how  the  watchmen  cry, 

Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord, 

Hark,  sinner,  while  God  from  on  high  doth  entreat 

Hark,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices, 

Hark  !  ten  thousand  thousand  voices,    . 

Hark  !  th»t  shout  of  rapt'rous  joy,   . 

Hark  !  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes, 

Hark  !  the  herald-angels  sing, 

Hark  !  the  notes  of  angels  singing,         . 

Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Hark  !  what  celestial  sounds,       .  . 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Haste,  my  dull  soul,  arise,  . 

Haste,  0  sinner  !  now  be  wise,  .  . 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me,  .  . 

Heal  us,  Immanuel  ;  here  we  are,     . 

Hear,  gracious  Sovereign,  from  thy  throne, 

Hear,  0  sinner  !  mercy  hails  you,    . 

Hearts  of  stone,  relent,  relent,    • . 

Hear  us,  Father,  while  we  cry, 

He  comes,  he  comes,  the  Judge  severe, 

He  comes,  the  royal  Conq'ror  comes,  . 

He  dies  !  the  friend  of  sinners  dies, 

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He  lives  —  the  great  Redeemer  lives, 

Here,  gracious  God,  do  thou, 

He  reigns  —  the  Lard,  the  Saviour  reigns, 

Here,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 

Here  o'er  the  earth  as  a  stranger  I  roam, 

High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 

His  kingdom  comes  !  ye  saints  rejoice, 

Ho  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh, 

Holy  and  good,  I  own  thy  law, 

Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name, 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none, 

Holy  Bible  !  book  divine, 

Holy  Ghost !  with  light  divine, 

Holy  Lord,  our  hearts  prepare,    . 

Holy  Spirit  !  Fount  of  blessing, 

Hope,  though  slow  she  be  and  late, 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  0  Lord, 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 

How  calmly  wakes  the  hallowed  morn, 

How  condescending  and  how  kind,    . 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear, 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 

How  firm  the  saint's  foundation  stands, 

How  gentle  God's  commands, 

How  glorious  is  the  hour,  . 

How  happy  are  the  little  flock, 

How  happy  are  they, 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace, 

How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state, 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot, 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies,  . 

How  long,  U  Lord,  our  Saviour, 

How  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  reign,  . 

How  lost  was  my  condition,    . 

How  often,  as  we  beat  along, 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove,  . 

How  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection. 

How  perfect  is  thy  word, 

II  jw  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

H  >w  pleased  and  blessed  was  I, 

i I '>w  pleasing  is  thy  voice, 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

II  jw  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing, 

II  r.v  precious  is  thy  word,  0  God,     . 

How  precious,  Lord,  thy  sacred  word,    . 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life, 

How  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run, 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight,  . 

How  sweet  on  thy  bosom  to  rest, 

How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay,     . 

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How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord,  . 

How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 

How  sweet  to  reflect  on  those  joys  that  await  me, 

How  sweet,  upon  this  sacred  day, 

How  swift,  alas,  the  moments  fly, 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the,hours, 

How  tender  is  thy  hand, 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 

How  welcome  to  the  saints  when  pressed, 

How  will  my  heart  endure, 

Humble,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 

Humble  souls  who  seek  salvation, 

I  and  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord, 

"  I  come,"  the  great  Redeemer  cries, 

If  a  man  die,  shall  he  live  again, 

If  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 

I  feel  within  a  want, 

If  high  or  low,  our  station  be, 

If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

If  in  a  temple  made  with  hands, 

If  I  perish,  I  will  go, 

If  Jesus  should  appear, 

If  on  a  quiet  sea,      .... 

I  heard  a  voice  from  heaven,  . 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives,  . 

I  lift  my  soul  to  God,     . 

I  '11  think  upon  the  woes,   . 

I  long  here  have  wandered,  a  pilgrim  and  stranger, 

I  long  to  behold  him  arrayed, 

I  love  my  God,  but  with  no  love  of  mine, 

I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word, 

I  love  thy  church,  0  God, 

I  'm  a  lonely  traveller  here, 

I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger,  . 

I  'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

I  'm  weary  of  straying,  0  when  shall  I  rest 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 

In  every  trouble,  sharp  and  strong, 

In  every  trying  hour,    . 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight, 

In  expectation  sweet,    . 

Infinite  grace  !  and  can  it  be, 

In  God  let  all  his  saints  rejoice, 

Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer, 

In  that  sad  memorable  night, 

In  the  midst  of  temptation,  and  sorrow,  and  strife, 

In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 

Into  thy  gracious  hands  I  fall, 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  0  God, 

In  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  vain  men  talk  of  living  faith, 

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In  vain  the  world's  alluring  smiles, 
In  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God, 
Is  there  on  earth  a  nobler  name,  . 
It  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand, 
It  is  the  one  true  light, 
I  want  a  principle  within,        .  . 

I  want  not  Irdia's  pearly  shore,   . 
I  would  be  thine  ;  0,  take  my  heart, 
I  would  love  thee,  God  and  Father, 

Jehovah,  God,  thy  gracious  power, 

Jehovah  lives,  and  be  his  name, 

Jehovah  reigns  !  he  dwells  in  light, 

Jehovah  reigns  ;  his  throne  is  high, 

Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home, 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home,  . 

Jerusalem,  our  heavenly  home,    . 

Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lord, 

Jesus  !  and  snail  it  ever  be, 

Jesus,  at  thy  command, 

Jesus  comes,  by  crowds  attended, 

Jesus  died  on  Calvary's  mountain, 

Jesus,  faithful  to  his  word, 

Jesus,  full  of  all  compassion,   . 

Jesus  hail !  amid  the  glory, 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold, 

Jesus  invites  his  saints, 

Jesus,  let  not  thy  grace  delay, 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Advocate  above, 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 

Jesus,  my  king,  proclaims  the  war, 

Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 

Jesus,  our  hope,  our  life,  our  heaven, 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace, 

Jesus,  our  Saviour,  says,  "  I  will  appear 

Jesus,  refuge  of  my  soul,  . 

Jesus,  spotless  Lamb  of  God,  . 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend, 

Jesus,  thou  source  divine, 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness, 

Jesus,  thy  church,  with  longing  eyes, 

Jesus,  thy  wandering  sheep  behold, 

Jesus,  to  thee,  I  now  can  fly, 

Jesus,  to  thy  celestial  light, 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace,     . 

Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim, 

Jesus,  who  knows  full  well, 

John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

Join  all  the  glorious  names,    . 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  move, 

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Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow, 
Joy  to  the  ransomed  earth, 
Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things, 
Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong, 
King  of  mercy,  king  of  love, 

Laden  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears, 

Let  all  that  wait  the  coming  King,     . 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join,   . 

Let  everlasting  glories  crown,  . 

Let  every  creature  join, 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend,   . 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 

Let  heaven  arise,  let  earth  Appear,    . 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

Let  sinners  take  their  course, 

Let  songs  of  praises  fill  the  skies, 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast,  . 

Let  us  awake  our  joys,  .  . 

Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind, 

Let  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires,    . 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord,     . 

Lift  up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope, 

Lift  your  eyes  of  faith  and  see, 

Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 

Light  of  the  world,  shine  on  our  souls, 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray, 

Lo,  down  in  this  beautiful  valley, 

Lo  !  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore,   . 

Lo  !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

Lo  !  he  cometh  ;  countless  trumpets,     V 

Lonely  and  weary,  by  sorrows  oppressed, 

Long  as  I  live,  I  '11  bless  thy  name, 

Look  up,  my  soul,  and  hail  the  home, 

Look,  ye  saints,  the  sight  is  glorious, 

Lord,  a  better  heart  bestow,   . 

Lord,  accept  our  feeble  song, 

Lord,  help  us  to  insure, 

Lord,  how  long  wilt  thou  remain, 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they, 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  but  thou  wilt  prove, 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

Lord,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own, 

Lord,  if  thou  thy  grace  impart, 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

Lord  in  the  garden  agony, 

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Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear,    . 

Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace, 

Lord,  in  the  winds,  and  waves,  and  sky, 

Lord,  I  would  come  to  thee,    .  .  . 

Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  here,         .  .  . 

Lord  Jesus,  we,  believing, 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went,     . 

Lord,  let  thy  presence  uow  attend,    . 

Lord,  let  thy  Spirit  deign  to  stay, 

Lord,  look  on  all  assembled  here,       .  . 

Lord,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand, 

Lord  of  earth,  and  air,  and  sea, 

Lord  of  husts,  to  thee  we  raise,     . 

Lord  of  my  life  !  0,  may  thy  praise, 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear, 

Lord  of  the  world's  majestic  frame,   . 

Lord,  teach  thy  servants  how  to  pray,   .  Mk     . 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched,  and  seen  me  through, 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray,    . 

Lord,  through  the  dubious  paths  of  life, 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 

Lord,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults,    . 

Lord,  we  in  thy  presence  come, 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece,  . 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 

Lord,  when  thine  ancient  people  cried,   . 

Lord,  when  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 

Lord,  whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 

Lo  !  round  the  throne,  a  glorious  band, 

Lo,  the  time  hastens  on,  soon  the  morning  will  dawn, 

Loud  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound, 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears,  . 

Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  sight, 

Lo  !  when  the  Spirit  of  our  God, 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned,    . 

Mark  that  pilgrim  lowly  bending, 

Master,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim, 

May  He,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet,   . 

May  we,  throughout  this  day  of  thine, 

Meet  and  right  it  is  to  sing, 

Meeting  in  the  Saviour's  name, 

Messiah,  joy  of  every  heart, 

Met  again  in  Jesus'  name, 

Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  complaints, 

Mistaken  souls  that  dream  of  heaven, 

Mortals,  awake,  with  angels  join, 

Must  Simon  bear  his  cross  aloue, 

My  blessed  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so, 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 

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My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love, 
My  God  !  how  wonderful  thou  art, 
My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray, 
My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be, 
My  God,  permit  my  tongue, 
My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right, 
My  grateful  soul,  forever  praise, 
My  Maker,  and  my  King, 
My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see, 
My  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend,    . 
My  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord, 
My  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need, 
My  song  shall  always  be  of  him, 
My  son,'  know  thou  the  Lord, 
My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 
My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 
My  soul  is  happy  when  I  hear,    . 
My  soul  shall  praise  thee,  0  my  God, 
My  soul,  with  humble  fervor  raise, 
My  spirit  longs  for  thee, 

Nature,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing, 
Nature  with  open  volume  stands, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, 
No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock, 
No  longer  far  from  rest  I  roam, 
No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more, 
Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
Now  from  labor,  and  from  care, 
Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 
■  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 
Now  let  our  humble  faith  behold, 
Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record, 
Now  the  Saviour  standeth  pleading. 
Now  to  heaven  our  prayers  ascending, 
Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know, 
Now  to  the  power  of  God  supreme, 

0,  bless  the  Lord,  ray  soul, 
0,  cease,  my  waud'ring  soul, 
'  0,  come,  come  away  !  for  time'3  career  is  closing, 
O  come  not  with  thy  tears  alone, 
0,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 
0  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee, 
0  exiled  paradise, 
Of  all  the  joys  we  mortals  know, 
0  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
0  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 
0  for  a  heart  to  praisa  my  God, 

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0  for  a  shout  of  joy, 

0  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing, 

0  for  the  death  of  those, 

0  for  the  eye  of  faith  divine,        .  . 

Oft  in  sorrow,  and  in  woe, 

Oft  we,  alas,  forget  the  love, 

0  glorious  day  of  heavenly  rest, 

0  glorious  hope  of  heavenly  love,  , 

0  God  !  accept  the  sacred  hour, 

0  God  !  how  often  hath  thine  ear, 

0  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 

0  God  of  mercy  !  hear  my  call,   .  . 

0  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

O  God,  though  countless  worlds  of  light, 

O  God  !  thy  children  gathered  here, 

0  God,  to  thee  my  sinking  soul,    . 

0  grace  divine  !  the  Saviour  shed,    . 

0  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing, 

0  hail,  happy  day,  that  speaks  our  trials  ended, 

0,  happy  is  the  man  who  hears,  . 

0  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord,    • 

0  holy  Father,  just  and  true, 

O,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law,    . 

0,  how  shall  I  repay,         .  .  . 

0,  land  of  rest,  for  thee  I  sigh, 

"  0,  learn  of  me,"  the  Saviour  cried, 

0  Jesus  !  Light  of  all  below, 

0  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  I  know  thou  art  mine, 

0,  join  ye  the  anthems  of  triumph,  that  rise, 

0  let  triumphant  faith  dispel,      •  . 

0  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  love, 

0  Lord,  another  day  is  flown, 

0  Lord,  I  fall  before  thy  face, 

0  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee  ! 

0  Lord,  our  heavenly  King,    . 

0  Lord,  our  King,  how  excellent, 

0  Lord,  thou  art  my  Lord, 

0  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 

0  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope, 

0  Lord,  thy  tender  mercy  hears, 

O  Lord,  thy  work  revive, 

0  love  divine  !  the  Saviour  shed, 

0  Love,  of  pure  and  heavenly  birth, 

0  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

On  earth  was  darkness  spread, 

One  more  petition,  0  our  God, 

On  God  my  steadfast  hopes  rely, 

On  God  we  build  our  sure  defence, 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

O,  no,  we  cannot  sing  our  songs, 

On  that  great,  that  awful  day, 

On  that  sad,  memorable  night, 

On  the  high  cliffs  of  Jordan, 

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On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

On  this  illustrious,  joyful  morn, 

Oppressed  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

0,  praise  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place, 

0  righteous  God,  thou  Judge  supreme, 

0  Saviour,  may  we  never  rest, 

0  Saviour,  welcome  to  my  heart, 

0,  sinner,  come,  without  delay,         . 

0  spare  thy  people,  Lord, 

0  speed  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way, 

0,  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

0  tell  me  no  more,        .  .  . 

O  that  I  were  as  heretofore, 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 

O  that  thy  statutes,  every  hour,   . 

0,  the  amazing  change, 

O,  the  amazing  pomp,        .  . 

0,  there  will  be  mourning,      .  . 

0  thou  eternal  Victim,  slain, 

0  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

0  thou,  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight, 

0  thou  that  hearest  prayer,     . 

0  thou  that  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 

0  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 

0  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight, 

0  thou,  who  all  things  canst  control, 

O  thou,  who  art  above  all  height, 

O  thou,  who  driest  the  mourner's  tears, 

0  thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command, 

0  thou,  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies, 

0  thou,  whose  compassionate  care, 

0,  thou  whose  offering  on  the  tree,     . 

0  't  is  sweet  to  mingle,  where, 

0  turn  ye,  0  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 

Our  bondage  it  will  end,  by  and  by, 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed, 

Our  Captain  leads  us  on,  .  . 

Our  days,  alas  !  our  mortal  days,     . 

Our  Father,  who  in  heaven  art,   . 

Our  God  is  good,  and  he  is  great, 

Our  God  is  love,  and  all  his  saints, 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear,    . 

Our  helper,  God,  we  bless  his  name, 

Our  hiding-place,  our  refuge-tower, 

Our  little  bark,  on  boist'rous  seas, 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 

Ours  is  a  rich  and  royal  feast, 

Our  souls,  repeat  his  praise,  . 

0,  what  a  bright  and  blessed  world, 

0,  what  amazing  words  of  grace, 

0,  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me, 

0  what  shall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praise, 

0  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

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0  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above, 

Pastor,  thou  art  from  us  taken, 
Peace,  troubled  soul  !  whose  plaintive  moan, 
Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
Power  from  on  high,  0  God,  impart, 
Praise  the  Lord  who  died  to  save  us, 
Praise  the  Lord  ;  ye  heavens  adore  him, 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
Praise  to  him  by  whose  kind  favor, 
Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator,    . 
Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  on  every  height, 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  "t  is  good  to  raise, 
Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey, 
Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  cottage  homes, 
Pray,  without  ceasing,  pray,  . 
Precious  Bible  !  what  a  treasure, 
Precious  book  !  of  books  the  best, 
Prepare  a  thankful  song,   . 
Proclaim  the  lofty  praise, 
Prostrate  at  Jesus'  feet,     . 

Quench  not  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 
Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs, 

Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King, 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bounds, 

Remember  thee,  redeeming  Lord, 

"  Repent !  "  the  voice  celestial  cries, 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 

Return,  0  wanderer,  return, 

Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty,    . 

Righteous  God  !  whose  vengeful  vials, 

Rise,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground, 

Rouse  ye  at  the  Saviour's  call, 

Run,  Christian  racer,  run, 

Safely  through  another  week, 
Salem's  great  King,  Jesus  by  name, 
Salvation!  0  the  joyful  sound, 
Saviour,  at  thy  feet  we  bow, 
Saviour,  breaths  an  evening's  blessing, 
S  iviour,  come,  thy  saints  are  waiting, 
Saviour,  haste,  our  souls  are  waiting, 
Saviour,  I  thy  word  believe, 
Saviour  of  the  sin-sick  soul,    . 
Saviour,  thy  law  we  love,  . 
Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation,  . 
Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within, 
See,  brethren,  see,  how  the  day  rolls  on, 

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See,  daylight  is  fading  o'er  earth  and  o'er  ocean, 

See,  from  on  high,  a  light  divine, 

See  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  fields, 

See  how  the  willing  converts  trace, 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Shall  foolish,  weak,  short-sighted  man, 

Shall  man,  0  God  of  life  anil  light,    . 

Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve, 

Shine  forth,  eternal  Source  of  light, 

Show  pity,  Lord  ;  0  Lord,  forgive, 

Since  all  the  varyrhg  scenes  of  time, 

Since  we,  and  all  our  treasures  too, 

Sing,  praise  !  the  tomb  is  void, 

Sing  to  Jehovah's  mighty  name,  . 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

Sing  to  the  Lord  most  High, 

Sinner,  art  thou  still  secure,    . 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep, 

Sinners,  obey  the  gospel  word, 

Sinners,  seek  the  narrow  gate, 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die, 

Sinners,  will  jrou  scorn  the  message, 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 

Sitting  around  our  Father's  board, 

Six  thousand  years  are  nearly  past,  . 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise,     . 

Soldiers  of  the  cross,  arise, 

Songs  of  immortal  praise  belong,  . 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sung, 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant,     . 

Son  of  God,  thy  people  shield, 

Sons  of  God,  now  raise  your  songs, 

Sovereign  of  all  the  world,  on  high,  . 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 

Speak  gently,  —  it  is  better  far, 

Spirit  divine,  attend  our  prayer,  . 

Spirit  of  power  and  might,  behold,     . 

Spring  up,  my  soul,  with  ardent  flight, 

Sprinkled  with  reconciling  blood, 

Stand  up,  my  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears, 

Star  of  Peace  !  to  wanderers  weary,  . 

Stern  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 

Still  evening  comes,  with  gentle  shade, 

Still  nigh  me,  0  my  Saviour,  stand, 

Stretched  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies, 

Stricken,  smitten  and  afflicted, 

Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice  which  speaks, 

Sweet  is  the  love  that  mutual  glows, 

Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace,     . 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream, 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 

Sweet  the  time,  —  exceeding  sweet,  . 

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Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt, 
Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song, 

Take  my  heart,  0  Father,  take  it, 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days,   . 

Tell  me  no  more  of  earthly  toys,   .  .  . 

Tell  me,  wanderer,  wildly  roving,      .  . 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh,   . 

The  angel  comes  ;  he  comes  to  reap, 

Th'  atoning  work  is  done, 

The  billows  swell ;  the  winds  are  high,  . 

The  blest  memorials  of  thy  grief, 

The  chariot !  the  chariot  !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 

The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand, 

The  church  has  waited  long, 

The  church  in  her  militant  state, 

The  clouds  at  length  are  breaking, 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace, 

The  daily  favors  of  my  God, 

The  day  comes  on  apace,         .  .  . 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 

Thee  to  laud  in  songs  divine,  .  .  . 

The  eye  of  God  is  everywhere, 

The  fast  which  is  the  Lord's  delight, 

The  gloomy  night  of  sadness, 

The  glorious  day  is  coming,     .  .  . 

The  God  of  harvest  praise, 

The  God  who  reigns  alone, 

The  gospel  comes  with  welcome  news,    .  . 

The  gospel  !  0,  what  endless  charms, 

The  groaning  earth  is  too  dark  and  drear, 

The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns, 

The  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen, 

The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on,         .  . 

The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky, 

The  last  lovely  morning,         .  .  . 

The  law  by  Moses  came,     .... 

The  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes, 

The  Lord  descended  from  above,  .  .  . 

The  Lord  !  how  absolute  he  reigns,    .  . 

The  Lord  !  how  wondrous  are  his  ways,  . 

The  Lord  is  coming  in  the  clouds, 

The  Lord  is  judge,  —  before  his  throne,  . 

The  Lord  is  my  shepherd  ;  no  want  shall  I  know, 

The  Lord  is  our  shepherd,  our  guardian  and  guide. 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is,  .  . 

The  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  light, 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns  ;   he  reigns  on  high, 

The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might, 

764 


HYMN 

653 
931 

554 

552 

955 

670 

402 

1037 

1019 

1043 

304 

896 

829 

1030 

495 

694 

693 

1011 

214 

887 

1014 

1036 

120 

12 

938 

1096 

1002 

921 

5 

387 

389 

1102 

327 

751 

1048 

121 

986 

249 

460 

55 

60 

44 

989 

34 

81 

85 

59 

82 

79 

107 

56 

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The  Lord  our  Saviour  will  appear, 
The  Lord,  the  God  of  glory,  reigns, 
The  Lord,  who  once  on  Calvary  bled, 
The  Lord  will  come  ;   the  earth  shall  quake, 
The  man  is  ever  blest,  .... 
The  mellow  eve  is  gliding, 
The  mighty  deep  gives  up  her  trust,  . 

The  mighty  flood  that  rolls, 
The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place,  . 
The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
The  night  is  far  spent,  and  the  day  is  at  hand, 
The  night  is  past  and  gone, 
The  night  is  wearing  fast  away,     . 
The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise,    . 
The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod, 
The  pleasures  of  earth  I  have  seen  fade  away, 
The  promises  I  sing,     .... 
There  in  peace  his  dust  is  laid,     . 
There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 
There  is  a  King  of  Glory, 
There  is  a  land,  a  better  land  than  this, 
There  is  a  land  of  calm  delight,  .  . 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
There  is  a  time  when  moments  flow,  . 

There  is  a  world  to  come,  .  .  . 

There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale,    .  . 

There 's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light, 
There 's  rest  in  the  grave, 
The  Saviour  calls  !  let  every  ear, 
The  Saviour  comes,  his  advent  's  nigh, 
The  Saviour  lives,  no  more  to  die, 
The  Saviour  !  0  what  endless  charms, 
The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
The  Spirit  in  our  hearts, 
The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 
The  swift  declining  day, 
The  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 
The  time  is  short ;  sinners  beware,   . 
The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saint3, 
The  true  Messiah  now  appears, 
The  truth  of  God  shall  still  endure,        . 
The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  .  .  . 

The  winds  were  howling  o'er  the  deep,  . 
The  winter  past,  reviving  flowers,  . 
The  worth  of  truth  no  tongue  can  tell,    . 
They  who  on  the  Lord  rely,    . 
Thine  oath  and  promise,  mighty  God,     . 
This  is  not  my  place  of  resting, 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
'  This  song  shall  all  my  powers  employ, 
Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave, 
Thou  art  the  way, —  to  thee  alone,    . 

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Thou  boundless  Source  of  every  good, 

Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 

Though  I  should  seek  to  wash  me  clean, 

Though  oft  we  hear  the  joyful  sound, 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright, 

Thou  God  of  hope,  to  thee  we  bow, 

Thou  great  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

Thou  hast  said,  exalted  Jesus, 

Thou,  Holy  Spirit,  art, 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead,    . 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

Thou  refuge  of  my  soul, 

Thou  sweet-gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver  stream, 

Thou  that  dost  my  life  prolong,    . 

Thou,  the  eternal  Lord, 

Thou  very  Paschal  Lamb, 

Thou  who  aut  enthroned  above, 

Thrice  happy  he,  who  shuns  the  way,    . 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

Through  earth's  scenes  of  woe  and  sadness, 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

Thus  far  my  God  hath  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

Thus  sa:th  the  first,  the  great  command, 

Thus  w  as  the  great  Redeemer  plunged, 

Thy  bounties,  gracious  Lord, 

Thy  broken  bod3r,  gracious  Lord, 

Thy  favors,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls, 

Thy  glory,  Lord,  our  souls  confess,   . 

Thy  happy  ones  a  strain  begin,   . 

Thy  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord, 

Thy  kingdom  come,  thus,  day  by  day,   . 

Thy  promises  surpass  my  thoughts, 

Thy  sympathies  and  hopes  are  ours, 

Thy  will  be  done  !    In  devious  way, 

Time  hastens  on  ;  ye  longing  saints, 

'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

'T  is  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

'T  is  done  —  th'  important  act  is  done, 

T  is  faith  that  lays  the  sinner  low, 

T  is  finished  !  —  so  the  Saviour  cried, 

'T  is  finished  !  the  Messiah  died, 

'T  is  he  !  the  mighty  Saviour  comes, 

'T  is  midnight ;  and,  on  Olive's  brow,     . 

'T  is  my  happiness  below, 

'T  is  night  —  but,  0,  the  joyful  morn, 

'T  is  the  blest,  the  favored  hour, 

'T  is  the  last  call  of  mercy, 

To-day  the  Saviour  calls, 

To  God,  the  only  wise, 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 

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HTMN 
605 

441 
317 
156 

505 

S19 
S00 
372 

1049 
706 
611 
343 
870 
15 
302 
132 
747 
586 

1113 
9 
600 
878 
470 
794 
933 
840 
47 
17 
473 
510 
680 
483 
679 
607 
948 
506 
918 
776 
507 
277 
272 

1035 
26S 
617 

1120 

-132 

399 

397 

80 

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To  spend  one  sacred  day, 
Tossed  upon  life's  raging  billow,        . 
To  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
To  thee  let  my  first  off 'rings  rise, 
To  thy  temple  we  repair,   . 
To  wait  for  that  important  day, 
To  watch  the  morning's  dawn, 
Triumphant  Zion  !  lift  thy  head, 
Try  us,  0  God,  and  search  the  ground, 
'T  was  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 
'T  was  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night, 
'T  was  the  day  when  God's  anointed, 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 


Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu,    . 

Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will,   . 

Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  heirs  of  hope, 

Wake  the  song  of  Jubilee, 

Watched  by  the  world's  malignant  eye, 

Watchman  on  the  walls  of  Zion, 

Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

We  are  living,  we  are  dwelling, 

Weary  pilgrim,  why  this  sadness, 

We  ask  not,  Lord,  thy  cloven  flame, 

We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day, 

We  come  with  joyful  song, 

We  have  heard  from  the  bright,  the  better  land, 

Welcome,  delightful  morn, 

Welcome  sight,  the  Lord  descending, 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest,    . 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 

We  're  going  home,  we  've  had  visions  bright, 

We  sing  the  mighty  power  of  God, 

We  sing  thy  mercy,  God  of  love, 

We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blest, 

We  've  no  abiding  city  here, 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

What  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone, 

What  heavenly  music  do  I  hear, 

What  is  the  chaff,  the  word  of  man, 

What  means  this  conflict  in  my  heart,    . 

What  of  the  night  ?  0  watchman,  mark, 

What  poor  despised  company, 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

What  sinners  value  I  resign, 

What  sound  is  this  salutes  my  ear,    . 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet, 

What  vessel  are  you  sailing  in, 

What  works  of  wisdom,  power  and  love, 

When  Abram,  full  uf  sacred  awe, 

When  a.  careless  world  la  sleeping, 

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When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 

When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day,    . 

When  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste, 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  . 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

When  morning's  first  and  hallowed  ray, 

When,  0  my  Saviour,  shall  it  be, 

When,  overwhelmed  with  grief,  . 

When  shall  I  see  Jesus,     . 

When  shall  I  S'.3  the  day, 

When  shall  the  saints  forever  rest,         . 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing, 

When  shall  thy  lo.ve  constrain,     . 

When  shall  we  meet  again,    . 

When  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell, 

When  the  Eternal  bows  the  skies, 

When  the  great  Judge,  supreme  and  just, 

When  the  harvest  is  past,  and  the  summer  is  gone, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes,    . 

When  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice, 

When  the  world  has  passed  away, 

When  thickly  beat  the  storms  of  life, 

When  those  we  love  are  snatched  away, 

When  those  who  feared  the  Lord  of  old, 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come, 

When  thro'  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest  is  streaming, 

When  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure, 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

When  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 

Where  is  my  God  ?  does  he  retire, 

Where  is  the  Hebrews'  God,    • 

Where  two  or  three  together  meet, 

Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 

While  in  the  world  we  still  remain, 

While  nature  was  sinking  in  silence  to  rest, 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

While  we  remember  thee, 

Whither  goest  thou,  pilgrim  stranger, 

Who  can  tell  how  good  and  pleasant, 

Who  was  saved  when  heaven's  vast  fountains, 

Why,  0  my  soul,  0,  why  depressed, 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King, 

Why  sleep  ye,  my  brethren?  come,  let  us  arise 

With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 

With  heavenly  power,  0  Lord,  defend, 

With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought, 

Within  these  doors  assembled  now,        • 

With  Jesus  in  our  midst, 

With  joy  we  hail  thu  sacred  day, 

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With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace, 

With  my  whole  heart  I  've  sought  thy  face, 

With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth,   . 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear,     . 

With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes, 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud,  . 

With  stately  towers,  and  bulwarks  strong, 

With  willing  hearts  we  tread, 

Work,  and  thou  wilt  bless  the  day, 

Worthy,  worthy  is  the  Lamb, 

Would  you  win  a  soul  to  God, 

Ye  angels,  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

Ye  Christian  heralds,  —  go  proclaim 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men, 

Ye  earthly  vanities,  depart,     . 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Ye  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice, 

Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

Ye  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord, 

Ye  humble  worshippers  of  God,    . 

Ye  jewels  of  our  Master, 

Ye  men,  and  angels,  witness  now, 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ, 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice, 

Ye  praying  souls,  rejoice, 

Ye  saints  of  God,  awake  to  duty, 

Ye  servants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

Ye  servants  of  the  living  God, 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Yes,  mighty  Jesus,  thou  shalt  reign, 

Ye  trembling  souls,  confession  make 

Ye  who  rose  to  meet  the  Lord,     . 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor. 

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